Hito sighs as he sits at a diner, alone, eating a cheep meal with beer that tastes like it's been filtered through a sock. A year, it's been year since he was betrayed, deposed and nearly killed, the left side of his snout still bore the scar from the interaction. However, now wasn't the time for remembering. With another sigh, Hito reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet "Ah... Crap" Hito said upon opening his wallet and seeing not a single bank note inside, along with no coins "Today is going to suck" Hito mumbled before drinking the last of his beer and looked around for anyone watching, then he stood up and slowly made his way towards the back exit