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bigapplesauce2014-07-10 06:38 am
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[closed] I thought you said summer's gonna take the pain away
Topher is outside.
This is a pretty big thing. At least for him to be outside willingly. It had not been quite so voluntary this weekend, when he had temporarily lost his powers and had a big panic about it.
But in amongst all of that madness, he had remembered that going outdoors is actually a thing he is capable of, if not overly enthusiastic about. And once he had spent a few days recuperating from the massive meltdown that experience had given him, he decided he could probably brave it, with proper armour.
That armour is a hoodie with the hood pulled up, sunglasses to block out the harsh light, his trusty backpack, and headphones to block out most of the noise surrounding him. He still took a cab to get here though. Nothing short of the apocalypse could make him take the subway in this city.
He pushes open the door and steps inside the little bakery that Sunshine works at. The smell that hits him is a very pleasant one, and for a moment he closes his eyes and just breathes it in.
Then someone bumps into him from behind, and his heart jumps into his throat. Right, right, standing in the way. He shuffles quickly aside, shutting off his music, and eventually manages to approach the counter.
"Um... I'm looking for Sunshine?"
This is a pretty big thing. At least for him to be outside willingly. It had not been quite so voluntary this weekend, when he had temporarily lost his powers and had a big panic about it.
But in amongst all of that madness, he had remembered that going outdoors is actually a thing he is capable of, if not overly enthusiastic about. And once he had spent a few days recuperating from the massive meltdown that experience had given him, he decided he could probably brave it, with proper armour.
That armour is a hoodie with the hood pulled up, sunglasses to block out the harsh light, his trusty backpack, and headphones to block out most of the noise surrounding him. He still took a cab to get here though. Nothing short of the apocalypse could make him take the subway in this city.
He pushes open the door and steps inside the little bakery that Sunshine works at. The smell that hits him is a very pleasant one, and for a moment he closes his eyes and just breathes it in.
Then someone bumps into him from behind, and his heart jumps into his throat. Right, right, standing in the way. He shuffles quickly aside, shutting off his music, and eventually manages to approach the counter.
"Um... I'm looking for Sunshine?"