AN//: WELCOME BACK READERS TO THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF MY STORY.
Disclaimer//: Do I really have to repeat this again?
So we're back in Matt's point of view once more.
And the age thing may not be accurate. But meh, whatever. XD
Matt finds himself in the rain. Only he's taking refuge in a coffee shop, sipping on hot chocolate as slow as humanly possible to avoid going back into the the rain. And now he's $3.50 short of what he had previously.
Of course, by now he realizes he'll soon go broke. After all, now he only has four dollars to his name.
I'm glad I brought snacks.
But Matt can't eat one right now. He has to make his food last as long as possible. But just how far can a few snacks go?
They'll last. And when they're gone? I'll figure that out when the time comes.
Matt knows he'll reach that point. And he'll probably reach it soon. He chooses not to think about it. He's only fifteen at the moment. There is no way he would be able to find, or for that matter keep, a job. And if the police were to find him, he'd be sent back.
Maybe this really was a bad idea. Too late now.
AN//: WOW SO SHORT. I AM SORRY. The chapters vary in lengths.