ezra
19 ~ he/they ~ mechanic
Location: The Motel --> A Room (literally any room)
Erza opened the door, and dropped his bag the second he walked in the door. They were honestly exhausted, but he didn't feel like sleeping. So he didn't. He flopped down on the bed and pulled out a drawing pad, and began to doodle. Their mind wandered as he drew, thinking about things he needed to do. Ezra was extremely thankful it was autumn, because it was unbearably hot before. He suddenly dropped the pen and pulled down his blond hair, and pushed it out of his face. They set the hairtye down and flipped the page, deciding it was better to actually write down the stuff he intended on doing. Ezra grabbed the pen and made a numbered list. In no particular order, it was just what he was thinking of as he wrote it down. Most of it was little things that people usually didn't need to write down to remember. But whatever, didn't make a difference in his mind.
1. Go to the Foodstock
2. Fix up that truck
3. Shower.
4. Eat (you CANNOT go 4 days without eating again.)
5. See if that dog is okay and if so, gain it's trust. For yknow, a guard dog.
6. EAT.
7.Sleep
Ezra thought to himself, and nodded. He couldn't think of anything he was missing, so turned the page back over to his drawing, and continued. After about 5 or so minutes, he set down the pen and sighed.
He was still tired, but they needed to be productive. Not like they were being productive, but they made a sick ass drawing, so there was that.
open♡