galladeknight
▓▒▓ Another day has gone and that meant another night filled with bonding and gorging down on these two platters of sushi alongside his brothers. Private's accustomed himself to traveling between the sectors of oo5 and oo6 ( and never back down to Gamma if he could help it ), to which he could grab fresh fish and other foods from the market and haul them down back to Skipper's apartment, a temporary place to stay on most occasions.
Private couldn't help letting time get away from him, though, and dusk falls upon the city quickly. He dashes through the residential neighborhoods, both platters hopping up and down over his head with every hurried step he takes. The sight is probably hilarious to any bystander, a couple things of sushi atop this adorable little penguin's head, bee-lining to who knows where. Though, it's not long before he finds himself out of breath, slowing down his running pace to a pathetic hop and skip.
Isn't there anyone out there that could give him some help? Or maybe just a polite conversation and break from physical exertion would help just as well.