En Route to Town [early evening]

[sexonyoursheets]

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

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[it_bit_me]

"Gob-spitting!" One of the shadows that totally wasn't following him (really!) suggested when it seemed like Puck was drawing a blank.

[sexonyoursheets]

Puck stopped, looking around at the suggestion. "...what?" he called. 'Cause hey, when shadows talked to you, you talked back.

[it_bit_me]

"Gob-spitting?" Now the shadow sounded confused. "It's a good word!"

Around him, other shadows were facepalming.

"I thought you said he was better than Stu!" one of other shadows hissed.

[sexonyoursheets]

Puck was kind of just staring, now, and slowly backing up. "Um. Who's there?"

He was so not scared. He'd just punch whoever was there.