The Incongruous | Thomas & Steph |
Earth was a peculiar place, all he saw he didn’t expect, the waste of water he saw made him feel sick, knowing of his dying droughted planet of which his family suffered, the long lost abandoned quest that still saddened him, he’d lost his kids, his wife and never be able to return, they would be long gone by now.
Thomas wasn’t particularly social or well taught in the trade of human living, however he’d escaped the probers once and couldn’t afford to step out of line again, he was putting all his observations into practice as he actually managed to step out onto the street, walk down and examine the people, try some new things. He’d grown attached to a drink in particular, to an obsessive unhealthy point, coffee and caffeinated drinks he craved them everytime he got nervous, all his usual moods and behaviour was back to front here but he adjusted slowly.
Strolling into a nearby coffee shop, he entered holding his hat down and hiding his eyes, wearing a lean waist fitting suit in blue plaid, a fedora that matched along with his tinted blackened golden rimmed sunglasses. The sunlight was bright and almost too hot in the magnified beams of the window to stand, highlighting his ghost white appearance. His heels clicking as he made his way to the counter, he felt brave and a little more determined than before, he’d been settling for weeks now and slowly it started to sink in. Removing the shades and looking up at the waitress to reveal his pearly blue eyes, he tapped his fingers along the counter and waited to order, finding himself staring at everything a little too much to be ordinary, an overly fascinated expression.