He was cursing, constantly and horribly, practically spitting his words. "Its all that tiny guys fault, and that lady that broke in!! Its both of their faults, and they are going to PAY!!" he cried out. People started staring at him; upon him growling and advancing, they quickly moved on with their business. "What have I done to deserve this?!" he screamed out. He didn't know whether he should tell the little guy, or the lady that broke in, first. He decided he wouldnt bother, since he would achieve nothing, and probably recieve no sympathy... If he saw them, he would destroy them, even if it meant being destroyed. He'd done nothing to deserve this, so he was especially angry. He practically howled; of rage of eviction, rage of helplessness, and sorrow that he didnt deserve it. Since he had moved away from his previous life of adventure and survival, leaving his brother to continue the trend, he had no means of self defense on the cruel streets either... And he also had no friends he could rely on; pain bubbled in his heart as he remembered all those he left behind... he remembered one girl in paticular... He slid down the wall, and his rage all turned into sorrow, as he wept into his cupped hands.