Aug 06, 2006 21:55
Sunlight pierced Kawalsky's eyelids and woke him up. He dragged his eyes open and sat up suddenly. He was out in the open. Cam was nearby. Kawalsky was of the strong opinion that drinking was a very bad habit and should be avoided whenever the drink is green. His brain felt like it was trying to escape his skull and his throat felt like sandpaper...
...and his arms were wrapped around a bright orange traffic cone.
"It's not a good night out if you don't end up with a traffic cone," he muttered and swiped at Cam to wake him up.
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