#and crap

💀            Anthony didn’t do this, didn’t sit across from another person with his mask off or make small talk but here he was. Sitting at this small cafe in street clothing. It was something normal people did. He was by far from normal but he said he’d try. That’s exactly what he did or would try to do. Living outside the red room to be normal. How did anyone do it? Spend years under someone else’s control and then just casually live in the world freely. Deciding yourself what to do or what not to. With a heavy sigh he took the half empty cup between his fingers. His different colored eyes shifted to the woman just a seat across. ❝ Excuse me, don’t meant to bother you. ❞  

( If he didn’t know what to do then what more to do than ask someone who regularly had free time right? Or at least lived for themself? )