May 6, 2019
Flip was at it again, taking to the streets and running wild. He looked a tad out of sorts; a hole burned into his pants from a mishap with a cigar, muddy knees and a bloody nose.
Just a typical day.
He’d pilfered an apple from a stand while the owner’s back was turned, only to nearly eat the sticker on it. As he dug the sticker out of his mouth he looked around and realized he was being watched.
He furrowed his brows. Today was not his day and he didn’t need anyone judging him for one day’s performance. He adjusted his pants and straightened out his coat and walked over.
“Hey, havin’ fun watchin’ me? I know I’m handsome but still, I hear it’s rude to stare.”
@auto-theft
