Stuart Darwin lifted his feet heavily as he walked up the small towns road. Where he lived... was full of tree's, roads and buildings. Yet somehow despite being in the middle of nowhere, and living in such a small town literally every job he could think of was taken. The town was full of small markets, it had some places to work like a school.... and well... that was pretty much it come to think of it. He shook his head to abolish the thought of school teaching "After all... I just got fired from the main damned store of the town... and no stalls require more then one person. Not when they are just full of people selling home grown foods or trinkets..." he sighed. "Why in the world am I still here... if I could go somewhere where I did not have to worry about any type of work to keep my stomach full I would g-" at the same time he said this, he apparently had jinxed himself. Stuart held his gut as the soft sound of a growling belly empty of lunch lurched forward. He slowly looked down at his gut, and shook his head once more. "Could they not have at least thrown me an apple when I left? I mean, even a piece of bread would have been good enough" The young man complained.<br/><br/>His eyes lit up "Oh that's right! I have a-" he felt his back pocket, and at the same time... he poked a finger through a rather wide hole. "Candy... bar..." If you had not known any better, you would have swore he had a worm poking out of it instead of a finger. He spat bloody hell, but soon calmed down and continued walking. Scratching his head as he went about. "I don't know, maybe I have got some peanut butter at home... or crackers... hmm, salted crackers- that's right. In my pantry..." he mumbled about, eyes staring off straight ahead as he thought about food.