Dec 06, 2010 17:00
Today, there were two things that really defined Puck. One, that he was hungry, which was why he was venturing out in search of food.
And more importantly, that he was, as always, deeply unobservant. Which was why he had, naturally, not listened to the radio the night prior, and why he wasn't at all concerned about walking through town at all. So as he ventured out from the school, he was mostly concerned with shoving his hands in his pockets and swearing about the cold. It was hard to text this way, but he'd deal with that. He could still manage his basic vocabulary ('hi' 'crap' and 'panties' being some of his easier, most-remembered words.)
[for itty beasties.]