[h1][img]http://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah281/Q-C0ntinuum/Cerulean.jpg_zpsgkdf25xp.png?t=1445047241[/img] Cerulean[/h1]
[h2]Adam Cooper[/h2]
[color=DodgerBlue]Break time. It had been a decent afternoon but now it was time to pack up and move on. The heckler was still sitting on the bench and could explode into rudeness/obnoxiousness at any time and no one would want to be around that. Putting everything away and gathering his spoils, a van had pulled up to them. It just sort of stayed there, as he was packing up. Just as his case snapped shut the van door had opened someone was making their way towards them. 

This was one of a few things. Either this guy was from a record label, or maybe another heckler coming to fuck with him. Or maybe he was here to kidnap him. All the years of paranoia had payed off and now someone was here to take him to some isolated cabin and perform Chinese nipple torture. No...not my nipples. That would be horrible. Instinctively, he covered his chest as if he was a swimsuit model for some random random magazine. 

When the question was asked, his blue eyes widened. Yup. Here to kidnap and torture my poor little nipples. Get out. Get somewhere safe. Now.[/color]

[color=LightSkyBlue]"Nope. Never rode a bus in my life. I usually walk. Yup. Bye now."[/color]

[color=DodgerBlue]Adam grabbed his case and began briskly getting the fuck out of dodge. Whistling all the while, hopefully there might be witnesses is he is pursued.[/color]