Colten

LET GO OF ME OTHERWISE ILL POUR MILK BEFORE CERIAL

*loosens grip immediately* What kind of monster are you?

*stares at him* ...did you just let go because of that?

*TheCrow’sNesttavernstankofsweatandstaleale.Coltenslammeda silversolonthebar.*Rum.Andanynewsworthhearing. *Thebartenderpouredadraught,leaningin.*Heardofathief today… tookpursefromafancy-dressedlord. *Colten’sjawtightened.*Go on.

*He was just looking at her, listening to her complain, he didn't say anything, just standing there, his arms crossed, his face blank. He was just watching her, his eyes were cold and unreadable. She was complaining about the weather, the food, the servants, the room, the bed, the pillows, the blankets, the lights, the shadows, the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the door, the window, the curtains, the carpet, the furniture, the decorations, the paintings, the statues, the vases, the flowers, the plants, the trees, the sky, the sun, the moon, the stars, the clouds, the rain, the wind, the snow, the hail, the thunder, the lightning, the storms, the earthquakes, the volcanoes, the tsunamis, the tornadoes, the hurricanes, the typhoons, the floods, the droughts, the wildfires, the avalanches, the landslides, the mudslides, the sinkholes, the blizzards, the heatwaves, the cold waves, the fog, the smog, the pollution, the noise, the crowds, the traffic, the accidents, the crimes, the wars, the diseases, the pandemics, the famines, the poverty, the

*colten looked around, but the pickpocket was long gone. He groaned, rubbing his temples. This day was getting worse by the minute. First his wallet, then his phone, and now his keys. He just wanted to go home and relax, but he couldn't even do that. He walked around aimlessly, not sure what to do next*