Across the Causeway, Wednesday Morning
Did Atton have classes today? He couldn't remember. Wasn't exactly like he was going to put in a lot of effort to get there in time this morning anyway, as he dragged his ass across the causeway relatively early in the morning. (Relatively being the key word.)
He was still wearing yesterday's clothes and he had a case of let's-call-it-bedhead that no comb at whatsher-- Marina? Something like that-- 's apartment had been able to tame, but it was not (and he would stress this) a walk of shame. You had to be ashamed of what you just did for that one, and he wasn't.
It had been fun, and it had shut up the demons for a night.
Now if he could just get the rain to stop drizzling on him, that'd be great.
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He was still wearing yesterday's clothes and he had a case of let's-call-it-bedhead that no comb at whatsher-- Marina? Something like that-- 's apartment had been able to tame, but it was not (and he would stress this) a walk of shame. You had to be ashamed of what you just did for that one, and he wasn't.
It had been fun, and it had shut up the demons for a night.
Now if he could just get the rain to stop drizzling on him, that'd be great.
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