@vnderbilt
for once in his life mickey mouse was bored, this town had no options for anything to do and it made him feel crippled in claustrophobia. ever since he was a child he was used to having an infinite amount of things on his plate, always being pushed from one place to the next and then a promotional party right after. here it seemed like everyone went to bed at 10 pm and the best thing to do for entertainment was...walk. he didn’t know what to do with himself without all the chaos of his regular life, walking underneath the street lamps flickering light with his hands in his jackets pockets, he was looking for any kind of trouble for the night. that’s when he spotted her, a girl that wasn’t normally his type, but that didn’t make her any less pretty. she would do for the small town entertainment of the night. he walked up to her a bit ahead of him, knowing who he was would be enough. “hi, i’m mickey. what are you doing out here all alone, if you are alone that is?”