[Espy]

KYD

He stopped mid-stretch, arms still over his head, and blinked a few times, then shoved his hands (phone and all) into his pockets and kicked the chair back upright.

What a fucking pain in the ass.

He hadn't bought anything to eat yet, but his appetite'd already fled, so there wasn't any point anyways. He trudged out the doors slowly, then scrambled hand-over-hand up a couple of stories of a nearby run-down apartment and kicked in a broken window. he landed with a slight thud and winced; his leg still smarted incredibly.

That Punisher...what was her name again? What did she want with him?