[Soup sound heinous. What he wants is a change of clothes, his cellphone and a bed big enough for five of him. But normal people would want to be warm. Soup made you feel warm, so he would eat it. It was probably about time for him to eat anyways.
So he orders chicken noodle soup as cliched as it sounds - and he pauses; for a moment forgetting that everything is free. It's weird, but welcomed. The last thing he wanted to worry about was supplying an income in this hellhole of a town.
James sits at a table and scrubs through his hair once more, wincing when he brushes his hand against the fresh stitches.]
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[Soup sound heinous. What he wants is a change of clothes, his cellphone and a bed big enough for five of him. But normal people would want to be warm. Soup made you feel warm, so he would eat it. It was probably about time for him to eat anyways.
So he orders chicken noodle soup as cliched as it sounds - and he pauses; for a moment forgetting that everything is free. It's weird, but welcomed. The last thing he wanted to worry about was supplying an income in this hellhole of a town.
James sits at a table and scrubs through his hair once more, wincing when he brushes his hand against the fresh stitches.]