|| @twentypuddingcups  || teen Syx || 

The blue teen was grouchy, he always was this time of year. This was made worse by the fact that he was starving and that it was horribly cold. He moved around a lot, had to. No one like the homeless and worse when you were an obvious other. Minion had to stay hidden in their ‘lair’ carved out of an old sewer tunnel, the mobile heater for his tank had broken. As if things couldn’t get worse. Trying desperately to keep his mind off the darker thoughts, the teen ducked into a dinner. He wondered if they would actually serve him… he doubted it… he had a little money… but not much. He pulled his scarf higher and tried to hide as much blue as possible under the many layers of old dirty coats.