(Ngl this low-key fits pretty well with this like, rock nation fit he's finna have in this episode, anyway enjoy readers <3)EL SITS ON the bus staring at the rain droplets hitting against the window, he had left where his aunt was staying— he didn't appreciate the fact that she had gotten into contact with someone and he felt like she was trying to turn him in? he didn't know and he didn't care, he had to find his sister.
He pulls out a photo of her from his backpack, when the bus comes to a stop he stood up— he was the first to step off since he didn't feel like waiting.
When he stepped off he looked at the majority of people on the sidewalk, he never really was around a lot of people so this was refreshing to see. But when he saw the two pair of cops he quickly lowered his head.
He hurried down the sidewalk, accidentally bumping into someone.
"Watch it, kid." The man says as he walks away.
El scrunched his nose and rolled his eyes, huffing in annoyance as he himself walks away. That man breath stunk.
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El makes it down an alleyway where he sees a bunch of homeless people, it must be sad living like this— he thinks. But he was glad most people didn't have an upbringing like he did nearly stuck in a lab his entire life, almost.
"They're dead." A homeless man says as he laughs, el just walks right past him, unfazed. "They're all dead!"
He hurried out of the alleyway before he rounds a corner, he sees a place that wasn't crowded before he opened the door, his brown corduroy jacket giving him warmth against the cold. He shut the door behind him, hearing people speaking.
"Hello?" El says, glancing at the people who were surrounding the table.
The man with the crazy hair speaks. "Well, well...what do we have here?"
The girl with the green jacket scoffs. "What is he wearing? what are those, overalls?"
El looks at them as they started laughing, it didn't bother him as he tilted his head, curious.
"There aren't any cows to milk here, kid." A girl says. "Go on back to the farm now."
"I'm looking for my sister." El replies.
"Aw...lost boy lost his sister. so sad." The crazy haired dude adds.
"I saw her. here." El replied before he pulled the photo of the girl out his pocket, handing it to them.
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