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Dec. 23rd, 2017 03:50 pmThe door opens on a blazing noonday Texas sun.
Cassidy hustles inside, shoulders hunched against the brightness, grumbling and muttering irritably through his teeth. He stops short for a second or two when he sees that he's in Milliways and not the church.
Well, good. He huffs a breath and closes the door behind him, shutting out the sunlight.
Oh, right: Cassidy is wearing a straw rice paddy hat and is bundled up in a Southwestern patterned blanket like a poncho. Under that he's only got a flimsy bathrobe on, and his pajama pants (with little blue animals on them) are tucked into his boots. Also, the almost ever-present sunglasses.
This is fashion out of necessity, folks.
Cassidy hustles inside, shoulders hunched against the brightness, grumbling and muttering irritably through his teeth. He stops short for a second or two when he sees that he's in Milliways and not the church.
Well, good. He huffs a breath and closes the door behind him, shutting out the sunlight.
Oh, right: Cassidy is wearing a straw rice paddy hat and is bundled up in a Southwestern patterned blanket like a poncho. Under that he's only got a flimsy bathrobe on, and his pajama pants (with little blue animals on them) are tucked into his boots. Also, the almost ever-present sunglasses.
This is fashion out of necessity, folks.

