this isfantastic!” I swung down the catwalk into the telescope dome, and saw him hunched over the refractioneyepiece. He hissed through his teeth, sat up, and looked at the bag 'THANKS FOR SHOPPING AT OUR PLACE! printed on the side in red. He found the seatbelt clasp, lost it, found it again, and pushed it. I have no idea if it's the cold weather, the atmosphere, or something else.
That pretty well describes it. His fatigue pants were now dark, the muted colors turned to mud, and the seat under him was wet. Except for them. I'm sure of it.
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