Flash back

Location: Downtown
Mood: Content enough

"Watch where the hell you're going, shit head" I growled at the man I had just bumped into, shoving him off the curb savagely.

"Hey!" He yelled, it sounded more like a grunt. I looked him over. Just some junkie, I said to myself. He was fairly skinny, his wild hair gave him a primitive look, and his blood shot eyes showed he was barely coherent.

"What? You wanna fight?" A vicious edge to my voice. Putting my hands up, I dropped into a trade mark stance. A few seconds passed, and the man was gone. "heh, least he had some sense." I muttered to myself, lighting up another cigarette, inhaling, and slouching off down the road.
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"Oh! Sorry!" I exclaimed, pausing to steady the man I had just bumped into. I blinked rapidly as I let go and turned away, the flash back of what would have happened any normal day a few years ago passing in a violent storm.