Jan 30, 2016
Baxter stepped out of the doorway into the bright morning sun. He had stayed up all night having a pre-party before today when the passengers would arrive and he may have overdid it a bit. As he groaned and cursed the louder than usual ambiance, he turned, rapidly heading back towards the door before barreling into someone.
“Oh, my bad. I just need to get out of the sun. Are you coming to the show tonight? I’ll be performing at 8 or so on the main stage.”