He hurriedly wore a hoodie on faded jeans, grabbed his wallet and headed out. It was late evening, and people were milling about for their nocturnal activities. Damian lived in a relatively busy part of town, meaning the mart wasn't too far from his abode. He walked on the sidewalk, with headphones blocking out the noise of the bustling city as people milled about. The bright lights shone on him from time to time, as he raised his hand to block the annoyingly blinding lights. He finally reached the mart, he was veteran a noodle buyer, so he went straight to noodle counter, he didn't want to spend more time than necessary outside. He usually goes out to either buy groceries, or go to the welfare office. He picked up a carton of noodles and went to counter to pay. He saw the cashier who he was familiar with. The cashier smiled and started chatting as Damian passed him the carton for scanning.