Sup, I'm Nuclear_Script, I'm 15, and have been realy in to street art recently.

There is this old, abandoned skate park in my town, and 3 years ago, the Local government made it a place for legal street art/graffiti.

So I'm down there today, ita about 5pm, it's it's bit dark. And I'm painting this realy nice looking anarchy symbol, using balck, red, and blue paint, on a free space on one of the ramps. (For context, this park is fucking riddled with graffiti, this was like 1 of 3 spaces with mostly nothing in it).

And this dude, ill call him John for privacy, starts yelling in the distance. The following conversation ensues. (J is John, M is me)

J: "What Are You Doing There"

M: confused who is yelling at me oh...I....I'm painting

J: YoU CaNt bE DoInG ThAT

M: yeah I can? It's a painting area.

J: ClEaR oFf oR iM GoInG tO CaLl tHe PoLiCe.

M: Ugh....whatever John.

I then turned heel and went down the town centre for a drink, left all my paint there, and it got stolen.

For context, John is this like 60 year old, scrooge type, who "Doenst Understand Kids These Days" (his words mot mine) and is known for being a lil weird.

So TL;DR: lost about £20 worth of paint because John didn't like my art.

FML