What: @mobscene-starters Where: A Busy London Street Who: Open to All
"Hey, fuck you too!" He snapped hotly, swearing as he transferred the now barely full coffee cup to his left hand as he shook the scalding liquid off his right. That was going to leave a mark, He grimaced, dark brown droplets raining down on the already wettened pavement. As if the coffee having cost him 10 pounds wasn't enough of a reason to sour his mood. The individual who had just passed him had knocked into him, clearly not watching where they were going. He hated London. It was almost as bad as Paris, where people treated everyone like the scum of the earth just for existing. If they'd been in Italy, the pedestrian would have been flattened by a share blow to the head. But they were supposed to keep a low profile here when not on a job. "Best keep walking," He said under his breath, drying his hand off on the outside of his now-damp overcoat.
