Sep 23, 2017
@ofscribbledstars
When Evan had first arrived in London, he’d had a panic attack. Thankfully, a stranger had witnessed it, helping him through it and offering him a place to stay for a little while. Now, as he walked along the streets, he was focusing on how he’d get back home. He had a mere 10 dollars in his wallet, and his debit card only had $5.96 (and a pending charge of $1.45), so trying to find the airport and a flight across the Atlantic wasn’t an option. Hands shoved in his sweatshirt pockets, Evan continued on his way, head down. As he approached a crosswalk, he bumped into someone, nervously mumbling an apology.
