despite having been wandering for some time, dune had yet to find where he was supposed to be living. he hesitated to ask any of the people he had seen, they all seemed quite occupied with their own business. glancing up at the sky, he could tell that it was nearing evening. having noticed this, he resolved himself to ask the next person he came across for directions.
he quickly began regretting this decision - the next person he saw was a tall man with a leather jacket and a deep-set scowl. taking a deep breath, dune steeled himself for whatever the next conversation might hold. surely this man couldn’t be any more dangerous than an executive, after all.
“excuse me, might i ask you a question?” (starter for @badknifedad)












