Dec 17, 2011 21:09
[ Unaware that it's one of the last nights in New York, Dave can be found around the city throughout most of the day. He's doing some more Christmas shopping, bundled up against the cold because he is most assuredly a desert wuss and is only out because he wants to find some more things for his friends. Really, he's thankful that he didn't get a sparkly note from the Author giving him a Secret Santa, because like hell he'd know what to get them.
So he's drifting from store to store, ambling around amongst all the decorations, Christmas lights reflected off his aviators as he goes along. Occasionally he'll stop, peering into a window, or pulling his camera out to snap a picture if something strikes him. ]
comment: john egbert,
plot: new york,
dave strider