(Yeah sure.)
It was 5 at night and just getting dark. Erick stepped out of his small, one story house and locked the door behind him, shoving his hands into his pockets and breathing in the night air.
"Eh?"
Erick looks over at them and sighs, muttering to himself
"Stupid...they don't even know half of what goes on around here..."
"Ugh. I need coffee..."
He rubs his eyes, shoving his hands into his pockets and walking to the coffee shop
Erick walks past them, cup of coffee in hand
He takes a sip of his coffee
"Dumbasses."
