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Jan. 21st, 2012 07:20 pm( Cut for length. )
In contrast to the dim lighting from inside, the sun is bright when he steps out of the bar, so much that it takes him a moment to realize that it isn't the parking lot that he's walked into. Far from it, in fact, sand under his expensive shoes and the sound of waves where there ought to be traffic. While there has to be some reasonable explanation for this, he's sure of it, for the moment, he's got nothing, frowning in confusion. It's at the sight of the first person he sees, a little out of focus in the distance, that he waves one arm to get attention. "Excuse me," he calls, relieved that his voice stays steady. "I think I must be lost."
In contrast to the dim lighting from inside, the sun is bright when he steps out of the bar, so much that it takes him a moment to realize that it isn't the parking lot that he's walked into. Far from it, in fact, sand under his expensive shoes and the sound of waves where there ought to be traffic. While there has to be some reasonable explanation for this, he's sure of it, for the moment, he's got nothing, frowning in confusion. It's at the sight of the first person he sees, a little out of focus in the distance, that he waves one arm to get attention. "Excuse me," he calls, relieved that his voice stays steady. "I think I must be lost."
