Nov 10, 2013
☠ i'll meet you on the other side
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Daniel's never been one for the weather of New York in November. He hates the cold, something he considers ironic considering how often it's associated with his father's domain, and despite bundling up to his nose in garments, the biting front still seems to seep into his bones every time--which is exactly why he shuffles into the warm-looking coffee shop on the corner. He's only supposed to be gone from camp for an hour to pick up a new pair of jeans, but an extra ten minutes won't kill him.
Hopefully.
