Ben had never wanted to chop his hair off more than he did right now. The heat radiated off the restaurant windows and roof as he fussily pushed his sopping locks out of his face.
"This is not what I woke up to." He muttered under his breath remembering his temperate first days in Nowhere. Pulling his soaking t-shirt away from his chest he doled out several dirinks quickly as he caught Lisa walking back into the bar, "Feeling better?" He asked in solidarity though he was kicking himself that he only purchased a few shirts so far.