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fandomtownies2023-07-01 07:20 pm
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomtownies2023-07-01 07:20 pm
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The Park, Saturday Evening
It had been a long week. Atton hadn't been back to New York since he'd left for Fandom, and there had been people (a person) with questions. Questions he didn't really have much more of an answer to besides that they were complicated, and he was working on himself, and he'd be back.
(Probably. Eventually.)
He'd gotten back around noon, thrown his stuff back into the room, and gone for a jog. A couple loops around the island, to force a reset on his mind along with his body.
By the time he got to the park, it was more of a walk than anything else. And then a saunter, or maybe a wander, until he wound up here: sitting on a bench, staring at the water and the eerily calm flamingos.
He let out a deep sigh, and slouched more.
Yeah. He had no idea.
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(Probably. Eventually.)
He'd gotten back around noon, thrown his stuff back into the room, and gone for a jog. A couple loops around the island, to force a reset on his mind along with his body.
By the time he got to the park, it was more of a walk than anything else. And then a saunter, or maybe a wander, until he wound up here: sitting on a bench, staring at the water and the eerily calm flamingos.
He let out a deep sigh, and slouched more.
Yeah. He had no idea.
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