Rating: M in future chapters
Sebastian watched the day go by out the glass windows of the wrinky dink diner smashed betweena laundromat and old apartment buildings. It was amazing some days that you could meet people you’d never expected in that place, but today seemed to be uninteresting. Mr. Chang sat typing in the corner like always, refusing to let anyone spook him by coming up behind him. And then there was Mrs. Pierce who ate her biscuits only when one had peanut butter and another banana spread and smashed them together while saying seperate wedding vows. Same people, every day, same insanity. Sebastian had grown tired of the boring day by day activities of the world, being cooped up in a place he never expected himself to be.