You inhale quietly, forcing the breath of cold air down your lungs.
Across the street you see a suspicious being wearing a fedora and a trench coat. They don't look trustworthy, although they aren't intimidating due to their height. 5'3 or 5'4? Its difficult for you to tell. All you're focused on is their over enthusiastic and frantic waving.
"AYO! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IM DOING BUT IM DOING IT," you hear them shout. What the hell? You're unsure of what to do, so you fall back onto your default: rolling away on your heelies.
What a legend.
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