Otis hardly slept on his third day in the Castle Apartments. Otis knew this as he slowly crawled from his bed. He looked at his clock and saw the time was 6:30. He tried to think of his encounter with the old homeless man, as he had most of the night. Realizing he was too tired to think, Otis did what most Americans would do in his situation. Headed for the nearest coffee shop.
Upon arriving, Otis noticed a small crowd hovering outside the small shop. He approached the murmuring crowd, no larger than 10 people and asked a skinny young man "What's with the hold up?"
"I guess the coffee shop owner forgot to set his alarm this morning," the man replied. The man began to complain some more about not being on time, when Otis realized he did not want to talk anymore. He slowly nodded his head and moved away from the annoying fellow. Otis was too tired to engage this morning and he began to think about getting some sleeping pills when another person interrupted his thought. "Hello, Mister."It was a small girl with a camera hung around her neck. Otis looked up and blurted out "they aren't here yet", referring to the coffee shop dilema. She smiled. "Oh, I know. I'm just taking a few pictures before I go to school. Do you mind?" Otis nodded and she snapped a picture. "Have you seen the old homeless man walking around the street?" asked Otis, curious if he was dreaming about yesterday's incident. "Oh, yes I did! He was an interesting man. He truly said some random things though." As she said this the worker to the coffee shop pulled in and the small crowd clapped and cheered.
"Well, I guess I will see you around..."
"Abigail."
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