huh?

You would sit. Quietly. Staring into the vague distance, making sure that things don’t fall from the sky… snow can be such a detriment.

It was different, it was loud, it was cold. There were people passing unawares in front of you, not noticing your calm demeanour. It was of the most vital degree to remain impassive.

And then. 3.2.1. Something clicked. A rumble. An explosion.

There goes the bank.