I get out of college and walk to the shop i know to apply for a weekend job. Didn't happen. No biggy i'll try next year when i can five days a week. Anyway, strolling to the bus stop to get home, i realise i hevent got any money to pay for the bus. I'm fucking skint. Now, i couldn't get in contact with anyone, and as i realise i could be spending a long while in the city centre, an evil grin spattered across my lips.

(Seriously, i'm tired i hadn't eaten i had a shit ton of homework...