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[color=d2b48c][indent][indent][indent]There was a lot that Clive Evermore didn’t like and waking up on this hot, summer morning was proving to put every single one of them in quick succession. He hated the heat. And yes, that is quite ironic considering his part time job includes [i]sometimes[/i] running into burning buildings. The irony was not lost on him, but he hated the heat when he could help it. He hated the heat when he was at home and there was no relief from it.

That was another thing that he hated most of all. Power outages. He could think back to when he was in prison just a few months ago and it brought a chuckle to his quiet trailer, filling the sound with ironic laughter. Clive hated almost every aspect of that place, but there he had around-the-clock food, a schedule of when he could eat and go outside. But in the moments leading up to him actually deciding he had enough of the mental wallowing he was doing right now, there was some cool air providing relief.

But now? Now, he didn’t. Quite literally, he was laying in bed, mostly naked due to the sweat crawling all over his body, he had no relief from the heat. [color=2A7E19]“A damn power outage,”[/color] he murmured in slight annoyance, the current circumstances making him consider committing a crime so that he could be free of this hell. But then he thought back to the conversation he and Molly had a couple months ago and how he promised to not only be there for her but to better himself. To not let this second chance at freedom slip through his fingers. To be the pillar she could lean on if she needed it and likewise.

The things Clive does for those he cares about.

So what else was the burly man to do? He got up. He took a luke-cold shower that, while it wasn’t the most pleasant experience, he managed to wash all the sweat off his body. That took him about ten minutes and another thirty and he was out the door, fed and dressed in a simple pair of blue jeans and white tanktop. Shorts were a rarity for him, so he did what he could to remain cool. He had a simple breakfast of some overnight oats with berries and peanuts that he fortunately had the wherewithal to stock up on this week before. They were filling enough but he might head to Huskers during his lunch to maybe get some protein if they were able to spare it. Clive ventured a guess that they would be pretty busy today.

Before heading to work, Clive decided to take advantage of the time. He was still an hour out before he had to report in for work…well, technically a part-time firefighter didn’t need to report in when those who worked full-time did, but he always liked to make himself available. In the meantime, he decided he would see if Huskers was still serving any kind of protein-rich food. A burger or wings or even eggs would give him the fuel he needed. 

And when he drove up to the dive bar and when he pushed himself through the door, what met him was the sweet relief of cool air. And lights. He had known they had the only other generator in town. Few places had it. He knew Ellie had one, which made sense because she was the only doctor in town. He knew Ettie had one, but he was thankful for Huskers and that they invested in a backup generator if the worst case scenario happened. Judging from the company he was in, others were in that same mindset.

He saw a few familiar faces. Some of the younger Piners in town, some elderly seeking shelter and cool air. Some from his old class that Clive gave a short nod to. He wondered if they were tense around him. His reputation wasn’t necessarily bad, considering what he did when he was in the Black Dogs but it always seemed like ex-cons and town folk were at odds. A time old cliche that proved to be at least somewhat true. So he chose to keep his distance from those looking at him with judgemental eyes. 

He thought maybe it was a mistake but he was here already, so Clive chose the road less traveled. Many people would face it headon, like the fires he ventured into some days when it was less miserable than this one. That was the road most traveled, but CLive didn’t feel particularly masochistic so early in the morning. So he walked away from the crowd, though he would give a wave even though it seemed she was deep in conversation with Liz, so he wouldn’t give it much thought if she didn’t see him. All the same, Clive retreated away from the bar, choosing to see which booths weren’t occupied.

And as he stumbled on the last one on the left, whether it was shear dumb luck or higher powers wanting to give him a break, a familiar face that he was more than happy to see, was sat in the booth. He couldn’t help but notice the way she was sitting too. [color=2A7E19]“So, I guess I wasn’t the only one who chose to lay low.”[/color] He approached the booth but didn’t sit down yet. He just took a few extra moments to appreciate her. Even as he saw her crouching, he could tell she dressed up a bit more this morning. He smiled at her and took a seat. [color=2A7E19]“Dare I ask what or who you’re trying to hide from?”[/color]


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