#jasontoddrp

Bat-Family Fun

He came to the city to get lost, it was as simple as that. That was why he had chosen New York of all places, because what could be easier than getting lost in the so called Big Apple? Countless people milling around in a rush to get to whatever made them feel either important or dead inside. The definition of any city, but for some reason this place just made it all seem a little more obvious. Just happy that it wasn't raining, Jason sat on a bench, eying the hot dog he had bought from a vendor with skepticism. He wasn't really a food truck or cart kind of guy but it had been there, and now he was debating whether he regretted the choice. Yeah it was cheap, but was it really worth the money? The napkin was stained a sickly yellow around the edges with mustard that was just a little to runny for his liking, and making up his mind he took a bite, unable to tell if it was better or worse than he was expecting. "Go to New York they said," he muttered to himself sarcastically, not that 'they' were anyone in particular. "Try the food they said." He snorted and made the decision he thought would best serve his digestive system and threw the rest to the pigeons. He'd have to find some real food.