Not exactly my day...

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[It's one of those stupid yuppie coffee places--the exact kind he hates. But it's the last place anyone he knows would look for him. So he hides out there behind the warped glass that they call 'classy' and 'modern', trying to watch the people outside, even though all he can make out are rough spaces and colors. Eventually sick of it and certain he hasn't been followed, Axel hits the streets, not bothering to pay.]


(ooc: the outside is a lie. he's hallucinating and doesn't know it yet)