So I am sitting there, looking at the orange clock on the wall. Ticking away the minutes, second by second. I can see in the corner of my eye the door sliding open real fast and slamming shut as fast as you can blink. A man really nervously comes pacing in as if something bad is on his mind and to my wonderment he sat right infront of me, eyeing me with a thirteen mile death stare. "Are you fucking crazy man?" He rushed his eyes at the employee of this small diner and back at me. Back and forth, back and forth. "You have came looking for trouble sitting here in the open space. What makes you think you are protected here? No one will save your ass, they are too scared to be included into our little situation." The man was right after all, if someone came in and killed us then and there, or if a undercover cop busted us. No one would involve themselves. They would panic and leave. I had to reply to his orginal question though. "No one is going to do anything, even we can't." Hiding amongst people is the best thing a person can do in our shoes. This is what we do.." He jumped on me like a lion leaping on a zebra! "Do what? Keep our heads down low? Go to police ourselfs?One slip up and we are done, for good. Seriously, have you any sense." I had to push him off for the sec of making a interesting point I came up with while my "Partner" was just mumbling on. "If we stay here and spend all our time drinking our Pepsi's and eating this shit than we are better off dead. They will find us, You! I will go out and try to see what I can do to save my ass because if you won't contribute than why the hell should I care about you ending up in a grave?" I had slapped the hardest cold hand on his face, and without physically touching him too. "Fuck, you man." He got up really slowly and left to the bathroom. I went back to the clock. I was going to do something, right? I should. To be completely honest I screwed up and went into a cave that I got lost in and I forgot my map out. I was snapped back into focus when my partner smacked the bill on the table and sprinted for the door. I turned my attention to the parking lot outside. He cautionly shut the dorr and like a normal civilian drove out of there with full awareness on his mind. I was astomished when I thought about him being a civilian though. When you do something as bad as what I am secretly guilty of, you don't consider yourself a civilian. None the less, i am rich like a mother fucker!
