Rory woke up after a restless night, having had trouble falling asleep, waking up, and hearing his alarm, silencing it, sleeping more, and finally being roused awake...
He slipped on his bandana. He didn't really have any plans, but the bandana gave him something to focus on, a starting point. It was still early but the sky was brightening and life had quickly resumed its busy patterns.
He stepped out and prepared to discover something.
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