Snippet #1115511

Connor tried desperately to stay awake during the long nights, leaving the day to go about other business, and sleep where he can. He groaned as he stretched outside the front door of a smithy. His arm was sore after leaning on his arm in the shop for some time, falling in and out of sleep. He walked towards a small cafe that was boarding up before the sun completely set.

Hoping that he would be able to sleep tomorrow, he sat down and leaned on the outer wall. People walked by. Some gave a slight reluctance to having to walk by him, others gave a small wave, and others just ignored his presence completely. He was still hopeful that eventually he could fix what he had done in the past. This was the only way he knew how to get rich quick. Hopefully he'd be able to live beyond getting rich.