An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
There is something to be said about Seattle in the summer. The weather is perfect, the water and the mountains look amazing every single day, it’s like the sun is out for a single hour and the entire city is affected by its energy.
Vince spends the first few weeks doing nothing but paddleboarding, going to farmers markets, and spending afternoons shopping, walking up and down back roads while dipping in and out of small shops.
He wishes he felt like a local, with his freshly caught fish and equally fresh vegetables residing in his canvas tote bag while he drives his EV back to his box house that overlooks the water, but he knows he’s not and never will be a local. He’s just a transplant, dropped into Seattle for his work, just like everyone else in this fucking town.