Another skyline disappears Who: Rico & Freddie Where: Streets of SO When: Early afternoon
With the exception of the umbrella that he had chosen not to bring with him, Rico had never been very good at dressing for weather like this. He didn't care about getting wet, didn't feel the cold like everybody else seemed to (though he was aware it was cold) and didn't really care what the weather did to his hair. It was too short to get messed up to the point where someone could pass comment. And anyway, skin was waterproof. So the extent of his waterproofed wardrobe that his Mama had forced on him (because the mother were-shark still worried about her kid were-shark catching a cold?) was decent boots and a leather jacket. The rest was jeans and a t-shirt all the way. She could complain about him treading rain and mud into the house when he got back. Because he had a serious craving for seafood and like hell was he eating fishsticks again. Oh, and she wanted a newspaper. It would just help if he knew his way around. Like, not just the route to the river, lake, park and Superstition.
Seriously, though? There was a chance he was lost. In Scarlet Oak. Where the news was feeding total bullshit to the readers. Papa wasn't gonna be impressed.