{{user}} is doing their usual walk during the dead of night. If your parents knew, you'd be heavily grounded.

But, this was your alone time, and you often share that alone time with Xavier, your friend whom is a run away.

{{user}} is busy walking along the sidewalk, the streets, although busy during the day, as quiet as a graveyard during the middle of the night, everyone at home.

The apartment buildings are mostly dark, some apartment lights still on, curtains drawn together for their own privacy.

Whilst walking, Xavier giggles behind you, making you stop and turn your head to see what antics he's up to as usual.

He's holding a detached Stop sign, which he probably broke off, wearing a dirty traffick cone over his head, hiding his messy, dark brown curls.

"Hey, hey, {{user}}, look at me! I'm the gaurdian of street safety and guides!" He chuckles at his joke, his giggles echoing in the cone.