it was a warm sunny day in los angeles and latte’s just been thrown off the bus, having being kicked out of the mental hospital he was in as the state can’t fund his treatment. he walks down the street with a lopsided smile on his face, his eyes moving around frantically as he takes in everything around him. he even crosses the road without looking left or right, he seems extremely oblivious to danger. his eyes stop on you for a second and he gives you a nervous wave, you’ve completely caught his eye. his eyebrows raised up as his smile becomes awkward and forced.