Why was it that every time Alex tried to get home by bus, he was always late? As The public transit bus finally came close to his stop he could help but scowl ever so slightly. With all the fidgeting he had been doing it was clear he wanted off already. every moment seemed to tick by at a snails pace before the driver finally announced his stop and opened the door. With little hesitation, Alex jumped out the doors and began running down the sidewalk, not so much as caring to wave back to the driver. He was just thankful to be on his side of town already. College had been so mind numbing that Alex swore he could have found more mental stimulation from beating his own textbook against his forehead a few times. Of course he didn't actually do such A ridiculous thing. Let alone in public. the sheer embarrassment alone would probably kill him. on top of that Traffic had stalled to a crawl. Probably due to Cape activity. He seriously considered that he should just find a route he could run all the way home. at least then there wouldn't be any need to worry about traffic setting him back. Plus it would count towards his after school workout. never can have too much cardio after all.
Alexander's thinking however distracted him enough that he had failed to see an elderly man making his way across the sidewalk to his car. Luckily he got out of his own head fast enough to realize what was about to happen. While still running almost full tilt, Alex coiled up and sprung into the air. Flipping over the surprised man. Having had just barely missed the mans head with one of his feet and knocked the poor gentleman's hat off. After A brief awkward apology, some scolding about needing to watch where he was going and returning the mans hat, Alex went about his way. Making sure to pay attention this time. Perceptive onlookers would have noticed that new cracks had formed on the sidewalk square Alex ad launched himself off of. Lucky for him nobody seemed to have payed attention and went back to what they had been doing. Just average people living their average lives in a not so normal world.
Three blocks of running later and he was finally at his house. Not really in the mood to stop and unlock the front door, he instead decided to take a more fun route. And that involved climbing up his drain pipe to crawl through his bedroom window. Again. After his successful shimmying Alex began dropping his things on his bed in the corner and undressing before announcing himself. "I'm hooooome!!" He was quickly greeted by the voice of his grandpa. "Boy how many times do I have to tell you to stop climbing through your window?! You don't have to keep breaking into your own home like some hoodlum!" Alex couldn't help but chuckle. His grandpa might complain but at least he was breaking into his own house instead of other peoples. A couple minutes passed as Alex went about checking his social media and email. No new mail, as usual. And the traffic didn't seem to have been backed up by any sort of known cape activity. Go figure. Time to get dressed and head back out. Pulling on his usual attire. Thin hoodie grey, hoodie black jacket, jeans, running shoes and of course his off-white beanie. He grabbed an unassuming duffel bag by his desk and checked its contents. Snacks, bottled water, phone charger and extra battery. Most important was the his hero costume. All neatly folded up and ready at a moments notice. He was glad he practiced changing in and out of it for as long as he did. Made it easier when something was going down and he wasn't suited up yet. Slinging the bag over his shoulder, Alex pocketed his phone and wallet then climbed back out the window. Time for a night on the town.
Climbing to the roof, Alex began his nightly rounds. Vaulting, sprinting, jumping and climbing. Alex skittered across the rooftops. every know and again activating his powers to give him an extra platform or a foothold where there wasn't one. Given the current streak he was having it was probably going to be another quiet night. with most criminal activity being taken care of before he even shows up. Nobody said being a vigilante by choice wasn't easy in a town full of capes. After taking a quick break to catch his breath there was an audible growl and gurgling sound. Looks like the tank is empty. While eating a power bar and calling it good sounded appealing, real food was a smarter option. After a quick survey of the area Alex spotted A fairly small shop. better then nothing. He climbed down the building he was perched on and jogged over. He was greeted with the usual ringing of a bell followed by a "Welcome!" when he walked in. There were already a few patrons inside, including a . . . Dog? Shrugging it off, Alex walked up to the counter grabbing a sandwich, some chips, and a monster energy drink. He took a seat away from everyone else and began enjoying his food. trying not to make eye contact but not look like some creep.