Deviant, Deviant, Let Down Your Wires
@demonicfrustration
Huff. Huff. Phew...Huff...
Barks filled the air, a metal trash bin clattering to its side. Water slick pavement made it hard to run, but his feet carried him stubbornly onward. Ducking his head, he grabbed the bottle that flew above him and turned, slipping a little as he threw it and managed to hit someone straight in the head. He listened to it bonk hard and throw them off balance before he quickly scampered up, disgruntled by the wetness of his clothes as it stuck to him.
Four was only glad it was nighttime, easy to avoid pursuers and duck into dark alleyways. But he kept running for as long as his thirium would allow, and he dind’t even take the time to process how far he’d possibly have gotten as he ran straight into a wall and fell back, rubbing his nose before he looked up and back, ears flicking at the sound of hurried footsteps still coming his way and he had no other choice but to scale the wall.
Thud. Thud- crack.
Teeth were bared at the closed window and he just about broke it as he forced it up and shoved himself inside, tossing the wire frame and shutting the now cracked window- it would need repairing to be properly closed- and he panted softly, sighing as he leaned back against the wall and brushed his dirtied hands on wet jeans.
“Fuck me...”