"A wee bit." He walked up and down the facility, checked out the gym, the sex expo thing. Got thrown out of the food court. Mostly he was just scoping out a place to stay for the night before he got distracted by the allure of the lights and blips in the arcade.

"Does it matter? They'll throw me back out where I came from, like garbage." John turns his head away and grits his teeth, keeping his arms crossed. Yeah, he knows he's trash. Doesn't need everyone to remind him as much. Not like they'll let him stay long enough to enjoy any of their amenities anyway.