John: Spend Your Birthday Lost In The City
Here was John, standing at the entrance to a Skaianet Cafe, holding a horribly wrinkled map in one hand while the other shielded his eyes from the midday sun. He was absolutely, hopelessly lost. And on his birthday, to boot.
John had hoped to break the tradition of copious amounts of cake eating for his birthday this year by exploring the city, but he didn’t account for his terrible map reading skills. Soon, he was stranded with no means of contacting his family or getting transport. In a fit of confused desperation, he ran to the nearest Skaianet, thinking it was the one on campus, but he realized in despair that he was no closer to home.
John plopped down on one of the picnic chairs in resignation. His stomach growled and he cursed himself for not actually bringing any money. How stupid was he? As he watched the cars flash past the storefronts, he thought about how cliche and funny it would be if he ran into someone from school. And also how lucky it would be. Fortunately for him, it seemed that his birthday wish might come true, because it was just then that a very fast, very solid object crashed into him, knocking him over the chair and sending his glasses skittering down the sidewalk.
"Hey! Oh no, where are my glasses?"
Of course Dave in his infinite coolness happened to be walking by at the time and managed to catch John’s glasses before they went off and into the street. He picked them up and walked over, looking down at the blue boy with messy black hair “Yo, Egbert…you okay?”
"Uh, yeah," He said, dusting off his clothes and taking his glasses back. John patted himself down to make sure everything was intact, and looked up at Dave brightly. "Thanks dude, you saved me there. Did you happen to see who knocked over my chair?"
