The walk home from his first shift at the 5ive and Dime had gone by without incident, the only notable difference between leaving his building and returning to it the slight shift in the amount of ‘daylight’ coming down from the infinite darkness overhead, and the fact that he now walked alone. Tyler thought he should have perhaps grabbed a windbreaker from his closet that morning, so as to have someplace to stuff his hands as he walked along. The pants pocket felt like a move that would make him just look awkward, as though he were some deviant trying to develop a way to travel while jerking off. Angular and spider-like, he just didn’t look natural walking around without a coat to put his hands in as he moseyed along.
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