Well, that was rather rude... I tried opening the doors. Locked. Well, crap. The rain is heavy now. It hurts to be out here. Well, I don't think that he'll let me in for a while, I might as well go and see if there's anything I can do to pass the time. Maybe I'll come up with some ideas over what to do in the meantime.
So, I've been out for around an hour now. Some ideas are forming. I looked in an ally. I saw a cardboard box in a dumpster. That give me a great idea! I just need some supplies. I walked over to the dumpster. I looked at it for a second, bracing myself for what I was about to do. I took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and I ran at the dumpster at full speed. I jumped as high as I could, and I was able to get inside. I pushed the box out, and I started digging at the random piles in here, for anything that I could use.
I didn't find as much as I hoped, but I was able to find a can, which hopefully was enough. By this point, my nose was starting to feel clogged, and I was sneezing from time to time. I swear, If I get sick because Alex threw me out here, I'm going to make sure that he gets sick with me. I set the box down, splashed a small amount of mud on myself, and got into the box, waiting for anybody to come by. Is pretending to be homeless so that I could be given money too much? Hopefully not.
(Note: I am trying to make my character unlikable. I just want to throw that out.)