[ It's late, and Emil needs to go home. The time got away from him and now he's trying to sprint back before his roommates think he might be the sort of roommate to bring his drunk friends home at 4 AM for an after-afterparty, and spill beer on everyone's shared living space. Nope, that is super not him, so he's taking a few shortcuts and turns a corner into an alley when he--
--Trips over a large sack.
It is in fact not a sack, but a human.
Oh god, he just thought a human was a sack. He feels so bad. ]
--I'm so sorry!
[ He is the worst, he just kicked a sleeping homeless person, he's going to hell. ]
hunt for hungry hobos
--Trips over a large sack.
It is in fact not a sack, but a human.
Oh god, he just thought a human was a sack. He feels so bad. ]
--I'm so sorry!
[ He is the worst, he just kicked a sleeping homeless person, he's going to hell. ]
Are you okay??