| I want a Death Note... Location: Where hyper and depressed peoples go |
OOC: The image I used got moved, do you want another one?
Kaleb
June 13th, 12pm, San Francisco
"Sigh...stupid train..." I say as I jump off onto the platform and scratch my head. I lift my bag onto my shoulder and start to walk towards the closest exit, in search of food. I stop in front of a hot dog stand and take out my wallet.
"One hot dog with ketchup and onions please" The guy looked at me, looking between my face and my hair.
"What's up with the accent and the hair kid, you from another planet?" he laughs as he akes the money and starts to prepare the hot dog, handing it to me.
"And your change" he says, trying to impersonate me.
"Thanks..." I walk away, head dropped down.
Even people around here think I'm a freak... |