And now we're on the run

I have no clue where we're going, and neither does Drew, but the both of us have agreed we can't hang around any longer without his new girl finding some way around the security or a rather tall certain someone popping in for a visit. I'd like to post something interesting, but lengthy descriptions of us sitting around in the hotel all day trying to figure out what the hell to do for the foreseeable future when we have absolutely no plans doesn't exactly make for interesting reading.

Drew's trying to figure out how to find ourselves some sort of semi-regular income before ours runs out and we have to resort to theft. I put my foot down at stealing from innocent people to survive when he suggested it, which lead to another fight. The only viable idea either of us has had would be to steal from the people he used to work with, but that sort of thing's probably going to get us killed, so that's out for now.

This running gig is really boring.