Who: Mano and Irene
When: Mid-afternoon
Where: Around the city
What: Mano's out job hunting still, and having a bit of trouble.
Mano had to stop short in his trek through town, closing his eyes tightly as he leaned against a wall. "Shit," he sighed heavily, squeezing the bridge of his nose slightly. It was happening AGAIN! He was told this was a migraine, but weren't those supposed to be headaches, not... blurry vision? Bullshit, all bullshit.
He really did look a mess right now, while he was legally an adult, he still had a baby face which made him look years younger, his hair was unwashed and he had only his jeans and a heavy pea coat, much more lightly dressed than those around him in this frigid weather. He slumped his shoulder against the wall, teeth gritted to try and fight the disorientation and the strange blurry blotches spotting his vision.