I won't approach them unless I literally run into them and have to talk to them. If anything, I'll duck into the shadows a bit.
I wait for them to approach me.
If they turn my way, I wave and say hi.
I rush over to greet them! No point in pretending I don't see them.
I walk over and say hi, but don't linger for long.
I nod at them and smile, then turn away.
I stare at them curiously, but if they look my way, I'll walk off.
Talk with friends on the phone, spend time with family, do homework.
Be productive, paint when feeling inspired, ponder.
Spend time alone, relax in the shade, draw.
Dance, sing, practice an instrument.
Exercise, work out, write.
Read in a quiet place, relax, take a walk when it's dark and the moon's out.
Hang out with friends, take pictures of nature, enjoy the world in all its splendor.
Take my dark green hybrid.
Take my black sedan, with tinted windows.
Take my black porsche.
Take my ferrari.
Take my blue scooter.
Giggle and snort.
Cock your head and give a tiny smile.
Laugh a little.
Say "Hm! That's funny."
Lift your chin and grin.
Green or gold.
White or tan.
Anywhere in the city.
A cottage in the Irish countryside.
In a Southern-style (American) house.
Anywhere in the suburbs.
On a man-made private island in a huge villa.
On the moon.
Anywhere in the countryside.
I'd go to another country and change my identity.
I'd just go to another state.
I'd get myself the best lawyer possible and request a fine rather than a jail sentence. I can probably pay it.
I'd turn myself in and find a good lawyer. Jail doesn't sound that bad anyways.
I would go to a big city and hang out in the ghetto areas where crime means little.
I don't run. I'd stay in my home and scare them off. They're not taking me without a fight!
I wouldn't know where to go and wouldn't be able to stop freaking out. I don't commit crimes!