It's a little funny to notice the little habits Jersey has, even Punkish would scratch his cheek if he's ever nervous. But he's mostly scared with his surroundings. He keeps on biting the inside of his cheek.

He goes forward, "Already ahead of you." Beads of sweat are coming down his forehead, looking around. The shorter module is trying to look for a spot away from people. There's too many people, more than where he's from. The teens that pass by look like spoiled brats with their latest phone, the way they dress, the accessories and shoes they wear. It all looks expensive.

He feels envious, he wants to be like them, getting along with their crowds, no worries, and especially wanting what he doesn't have. Envy is slowly eating at him, speed walking into a convenience store. He doesn't notice he's out of breath.