Ornament

I hated it. In fact, you know what? I couldn’t stand it. The weather was well below freezing. There wasn’t any snow yet, thankfully, but the skies remained clear, releasing all the heat. I was wrapped up in clothes, wearing a puffy jacket, scrapped wrapped around my neck several times, and my hood coming over, stopping just below my eyes. The streets were completely empty, will apart from a few homeless guys slumped against the wall at the opening of alleyways. I went over to the ATM machine, sighing as one had decided to make camp there.

‘Spare change?’ he croaked as I approached the machine.