sal ganuth

Kevin had been in the zone, jogging round the park in his new kit, listening to music on his phone with his fancy AirPods.

When a couple of guys blocked his way to ask a question, of course he stopped, he’s a helpful sort of guy. Except they didn’t want to know which way it was to wherever, or what the time was. They wanted him to hand over his phone, his AirPods, his vest, his running, shorts, even his trainers. They told him to hit the ground and count to 100. When Kevin looked up they were long gone.