spockvarietyhour
Im in one of the downtown underground mall food courts and there is a guy circling around half creeping half proud peacock. He’s in a leather jacket, dark jeans, shitkicking boots and alarge black rasta hat. He’s got an expression made of granite daring anyone to make fun of his front-facing fanny pack
spockvarietyhour
oh it turns out he was just waiting for his girlfriend to finish shopping at a store across the food court.