Arceus I need a doctor || Open
Ughhh....
The older subway master rolled on the bed, the groan escaping his lips as he groggily got up. It was stranger for him to be so... slow and everything in the morning. He was usually rather... productive and everything, ready to go even though it was morning.
Not today.
Today he just wanted to wring something. Strangle something. Throw something at the wall. That insatiable feeling of needed to release the irritation he had as of now was pushed down firmly. No. He was not going to lose his composure. Something like this wasn't going to stop him, not now, not ever.
So instead, he did his usual morning routine in a daze and instead of going towards the subway, wandered out to the streets.
And bumped right into someone.
"...Sorry..." that was all that came from him, with how he was.
