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therewaslife) wrote2011-07-26 04:52 pm
therewaslife) wrote2011-07-26 04:52 pm
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Anti Joke Chicken B4 | Late Afternoon | Tuesday | July 26
Bod hadn't spent much time in his cabin today. He'd felt the need to go out despite the weather. He'd spent awhile in the graveyard, letting the snow dot his hat and jacket before he'd gone to the actual mainland. It'd been warmer there and he hadn't needed his winter gear but he'd kept it on anyway and endured the looks. People had stared at him plenty. He was used to it.
Now, he was back and trying to warm up again by sipping from a mug of hot chocolate and idly flipping through a book he'd purchased on the mainland. There was also a map nearby, something he'd gotten on a whim to try and find the address from Silas' letter. He wanted to see where it was in regards to other places Bod knew Silas tended to gravitate to. That was spread out beside him and had already been marked by a pencil.
Bod was determined to keep his mind busy, trying to get it off of sustained feelings of sullenness and confusion. Those thoughts tended to show up despite his efforts though.
[Open for cabinmates/visitors. Thank you LJ for FINALLY letting me post even if I had to go home to do it. Ugh.]
Now, he was back and trying to warm up again by sipping from a mug of hot chocolate and idly flipping through a book he'd purchased on the mainland. There was also a map nearby, something he'd gotten on a whim to try and find the address from Silas' letter. He wanted to see where it was in regards to other places Bod knew Silas tended to gravitate to. That was spread out beside him and had already been marked by a pencil.
Bod was determined to keep his mind busy, trying to get it off of sustained feelings of sullenness and confusion. Those thoughts tended to show up despite his efforts though.
[Open for cabinmates/visitors. Thank you LJ for FINALLY letting me post even if I had to go home to do it. Ugh.]