I was strolling on a nice, steamy summers day when I bumped into a wall! No. This wall could move and talk. I immediately notice that this was no wall, it was a man. A man with a heavy accent. I was horny.
"I-I-I-I am so so sorry m-m-mr." I sputtered
"Zwatch Zwear Zour going!" He said in his mother tongue.
Who was this man?? Dressed in all black with a grey scarf to match on this hot day.
Before I could drink him in anymore, a man dressed in orange dashed next to me and took hold of my purse.
The man with the accent pulled out a metal object. If this were anyone else... I'd be scared... I'd be worried but... I'm not. I somehow feel safe and secure with this complete stranger with oddly skinny legs, that I forgot that some orange bitch was trying to steal my shit!
Skinny legs used his metal object to freeze the orange man!!
"Zyou Zspeak Zof Zis Zagain, I will zend my minions to capture youz." He said, his nose gleaming in the sun.
"I-I-I didn't catch y-y-your name..." I said before he could run off.
"Gru."
