Saturday, 8 August 2020
The Need
He felt restless. He hated that they didn't have a clear plan. He always had a plan, a list or an aim. And here he was in a company of crazy people who thought ir is great to just walk around the city in hope to stumble upon something worth exploring. An hour ago they had conficated the city's map because he had secretly plotted the route and tried to push the whole group in the right direction. There was nothing much now for him left to do and the itching feeling grew. He desperately needed a target.
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