#poor thurston

Food stall worker: Spicy, chile fried tripe, with a varied greens side salad for a… Thurston?

Thurston: *approaches the counter to grab his order*

(Random person beats him to the counter and grabs his order and walks away)

Thurston: Hey! That was my order!

Random person: *already eating the food* Tell it to someone who cares, grandpa!

Thurston: Argh! *looks at the food stall worker* Excuse me-

Food stall worker: *goes right back to working, ignoring Thurston, clearly not caring about what happened* …

Thurston: *annoyed, but too tired and too hungry to argue* Such poor customer service, I should’ve stayed on the train or gone to a proper food stall…

(Thurston starts to leave the food stall area of the outdoor market, clearly annoyed, and dissatisfied with the service)

Thurston: *approaches a passenger* Hello, may I have your ticket plea-

Passenger: *pepper sprays Thurston* Back off!!

Thurston: Argh! *backs up, covers his face* What is wrong with you?!

Passenger: You had no right to come at me like that!

Thurston: *ignoring the psycho passenger* Monica! Stop the train and get the Safety Bureau out here!

Monica: On it, sir. Be sure to rinse your eyes with water

Passenger: I’m going to Laramidia City! I expect to get there!

Trevor: She also told Ansisa it was her fault for Thurston's injury.

Thurston: [looks away]

Buddy: That is absolutely ridiculous! She was a toddler! She didn't mean for that to happen! She is not just toddling around! It's not the kid's fault!

Mr. Pteranodon: [opens his beak]

Boris: [shuts his beak again]

Buddy: [still looking guilty about it himself]

Mr. Pteranodon: [tries to open his beak again]

Boris, still holding his beak shut: Not the time.

Chris: *walks into the bathroom, and starts staring at Thurston, who’s covering himself with a towel*

Chris: *talking about dinner* Oh, you’re not going to go naked? You could go naked, I’m just joking… unless??

Thurston: …

Chris: Okay, we’ll go.

(Chris turns around and sees Sonny glaring at him)

Chris: I don’t dare lay eyes on him.

Sonny: Oh, but you dare lay eyes on me?! While I’m in my towel?!

Chris: Oh yes!!!

Annie: Thurston, give me advice on how to flirt with boy!

Thurston: *seriously debating if he should take the risk* May I ask you why you’re coming to me for such advice?

Annie: You like boys, and you’re a boy yourself! Therefore, perfect person for advice!

Thurston: That’s your logical reasoning for coming to ME for advice?!

Annie: Yes!

Thurston: I mean, o-on top o-of that- whatever gave you that impression that I am attracted to other men?!

Annie: It’s obvious that you have a thing with Mr. Conductor! You two flirt with each other a lot, just in your own weird way!

Thurston: I-I mean.. it’s probably not appropriate to- I mean- I- uhm…

Annie: Soooo?

Thurston: Uh… I-I-It’s… not.. I-It’s not.. l- I mean- uhm….

Annie: *stares at him* …

(At the big pond; Mr. Pteranodon sees Thurston sitting at the station bench, staring to nothing in particular, with a blank stare)

Mr. Pteranodon: Hey, strange seeing you here at the big pond!

Thurston: mhmm…

Mr. Pteranodon: Well, I shouldn’t get on your case, I did see that you were hanging out with some friends earlier!

Thurston: Former friends.

Mr. Pteranodon: What? What happened?

Thurston: One of them… wasn’t who I thought she was… she destroyed my trust, and our relationship beyond repair, and the others in that group sided with her.

Mr. Pteranodon: That bad?

Thurston: *nods as he wipes his eyes* She did something horrible to me… and they all said I was overreacting!

Mr. Pteranodon: You wanna talk about it?

Thurston: Not right now. *sniffs back tears* I just want to go home before my day gets any worse…

(They stay there in silence for a few minutes)

Mr. Pteranodon: Hey, if you need someone to talk to, you can always come to any one of us!