Life was becoming like a metaphor for his reality…..the people around him anonymous as the autumn chill.

Idiot B shrugged against his situation not really considering the mounting difficulties entirely unexpected, but rather adopting a philosophical stance, what will be……….will be.

The cold did reach new depths however, and quick to acknowledge the wind of discontent, he scuttled for department store shelter, shoplifting their warmth under powerless sales assistant glare.