Causeway, Sunday Morning

[suitablyheroic]

Yep, it was that time again: fall break. Atton dragged his luggage outside near the causeway, where they'd be waiting for the portal to show up. It was a nice fall morning, crisp but not cold, and if he was at all into enjoying the outdoors, he'd probably be happy right now.

But he wasn't. He mostly felt like he could've slept for another few hours.

Oh, well. Gather 'round, Fandom. We're going on a trip.

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