Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-23979607-20190821231033/@comment-36855838-20190823115007

I sip my Lemonade.

A little boy runs up, following the horde of honey-dipped mamono.

"Come on everybody, that poor guy's gonna get got! Let's go watch!"

Everybody else gets up to leave and watch, leaving their food and various bags behind.

I walk over to a small table across the restaraunt, and check inside the purse of the lovely minotaur who caught my eye.

Sure enough, there's her wallet, and inside? no pictures of her with a man.

I quickly stash a note with my address inside, and rush to follow the growing procession.