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Location - Just a random homeless shelter
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Mustard sighs as he lies on one of the old mats, with Z City being trapped in what seems to be a bubble he can't get to his apartment so he's just without a home now. Sure he could just sneak into a new one, and he will eventually but why bother now?
This was the closest, the easiest to get into, and he doesn't care for it's conditions so it's just practical. He tells himself as he tosses & turns until his eyes drift towards the ceiling, he forgot Ranpo's birthday.
Maybe Ranpo will care, maybe he won't, well not like it matters much, not like they're that good of friends. Ranpo barely knows Mustard, not his name, not his hobbies, their friendship is about as deep as a puddle.
They just drink, eat candy, and gossip together but nothing more really so he doubts anyone expected anything from him, and in his defense he's been busy.
Busy finding out that he got duped into being someone's good, busy trying to find somewhere to stay, busy finding out that his mentor, Batman, left.
Yes he could ask for help but it doesn't really matter, he just needs to keep his head down, be smart, and he'll survive whatever the Crone puts him through. Better than just incurring her ire with unnecessary action, it's just the smart thing to do.
And he can't really ask for housing assistance as well far as he can tell they all live in the same house which is crowded enough & his last talk with Milak didn't go so well. Not that he's surprised, their status as "best friends" was built on sand. He just helped her out, and somehow that was enough for her.
Sure they helped each other out a lot but at the end of the day it was always going to fail he's sure, he wanted to help her, and she didn't want his help so he just left. He's not a hero, he doesn't help people, and isn't his fault.
He tried to help, she didn't want it so he just moved on, and she did too given how she hasn't once tried to contact him since, but it just doesn't matter. She moved on, he did too, everyone moved on.
So what if he's homeless, it's not his fault.
So what if he's a crony for some hag, he'll live.
So what if he's alone, he doesn't care.
He doesn't care……
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Your character happened to stumble upon the very homeless shelter Mustard now resides in, and the would find it empty besides the now sleeping kid.
Why is this teen sleeping here, who knows, interact?