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fandomtownies2014-01-31 05:41 pm
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomtownies2014-01-31 05:41 pm
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Beach, Friday Evening
It was cold. It had been colder. Atton had just enough alcohol in his system that he didn't really care anymore, which suited him just fine. He had one bottle to drink from, one rock to perch on, and a heavy coat layered over his usual one.
See. Fine.
There was a moment - just one, really weird moment - where suddenly he was sure he could see somebody else brooding on the beach. A black-haired boy, his legs curled up beneath him, his eyes set on the horizon.
"Hey--" he called, pushing upright.
The image evaporated.
"Fine, never mind," he muttered, dropping his ass back down on the rock.
He hadn't planned on talking to anyone today anyway.
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See. Fine.
There was a moment - just one, really weird moment - where suddenly he was sure he could see somebody else brooding on the beach. A black-haired boy, his legs curled up beneath him, his eyes set on the horizon.
"Hey--" he called, pushing upright.
The image evaporated.
"Fine, never mind," he muttered, dropping his ass back down on the rock.
He hadn't planned on talking to anyone today anyway.
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