Stuck in a Fake Reality -Black Butler x Male Reader-

I never know when my next meal will come from. So I usually have to take it by force, but today I know I crossed the line by stealing in brod daylight. None the less now I weaving thrue the crowd of snobs pushes them out of my way as a old man chases me. 'All of this for a if fucking piece of bread.' I think quickly turning into an alleyway and running into a shop Called 'Undertaker'. TO BE CONTINUED