Someone Help the Idiot(open)

Jei is not smart. That's a sort of fact to be known. Jei was strong, sure. It's why, instead of using doors, he often just went through the walls. Made his life easier, and made naps even closer because bed was often past said walls. That's just how things were. Now there was a slight problem here. Jei was both not in his home village, and lost. He was fed, for once, so he was his more docile self. He still needed to make it somewhere. He wasn't entirely sure where. While he wasn't sure, he was actually trying to head to a nearby candy store to blow his allowance on candy like he always did. He held the cash in his pants, on his person.

Like always, the boy wasn't wearing a shirt. He never wore shirts. He'd wear shirts if he could afford them. He can't afford them because he spends his money on candy. He had sort of just sat down, and most people ignored him. He sat with deep ponderance, hoping someone would try to help him. He could settle for someone telling him to move too. That'll open up talking word time. That'll make his life easy.

Until then though, he'd sit here. Even if it was until he got really hungry and just broke into a nearby house through wall to ask for food. Hopefully, it wouldn't have to come to that.