#utterly lost

i cant even describe what im feeling

Optimus: Agent Fowler can, at times, be oblique. I find it best to nod my head and mobilize.

@mamaslittledisasters Man does his feet ache. That is what he gets though for walking for days. Or weeks. He's not quite sure. When one changes their schedule from day to night, things go a bit grey. Time is one of those things. Same with direction. Todd isn't even sure where he is anymore. Is he still in New York or somewhere else? Doesn't matter. He needs to keep moving. It's a new night after all. So he gets up and moves from under the bridge where he slept. First thing first before he moves on. There are some people whose wallets are a little too full and his stomach is a little too empty. So Todd needs to balance that out. Except balancing things are not in the cards. He got to the fourth wallet and he should have stopped. Instead he tried for one more. That is when everything went crazy. Now Todd is fleeing from the cops on foot. He curses under his breath. they are gaining. This is what he gets for getting too greedy. A cop car comes to a screeching halt right in front of him. Probably meant to slow him down. He watches a cop step out of the car. Dang it, it can't be help. So Todd spits. Green mucus covers the man's face completely. As he falls to the ground to claw the stuff off, Todd jumps. He lands on the other side of the car. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he continues down the sidewalk, people yelping to get out of his way. He needs to get away before they decide to shoot, Todd thinks as he ducks into an alley.