March 22nd, 2016


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Everyone has had the chance to notice the strange man sitting in the booth near the back of the restaurant by now. He's never loud or disruptive, only ever has his coffee, a meal if you catch him at the right time, and his newspaper. He keeps to himself, but despite the way he seems to go out of his way not to be noticed, there's something just so very noticeable about him. He draws people's attention, even if they only cast him a glance or two during their meal. Those that can feel things beyond the normal realm might be more easily drawn to him because they can feel he's not...exactly human, although exactly what he is, isn't clear, no matter how strong their abilities to sense these things may be. He's something, but he's ever a mystery.

Today is no different. He's in his booth, same as always. He's always there, even if you're sure you'll be the first there because you purposely waited outside the doors to catch him walking in. He's just...there. If you come early, you might catch him eating breakfast, mostly he'll just be there reading his newspaper like always. If one is so inclined to approach him, he won't mind.

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Private text to Scott


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[A couple of hours after this.]

>> Can you come by?