Eris Hale || Male || 15 || Trumpeter Swan || Newbie || Tags; Flock
"Yep, I'm tired too," Eris agreed. He bundled up his ruined hoodie and used it as a pillow on the hard ground. The gas station continued to burn, but no police or firetrucks ever showed up. He guessed it was because the place was so far out in the middle of nowhere. Hopefully that cashier guy is alright, he thought tiredly. Then he closed his eyes, hoping to get at least a few hours of sleep.
[Do you all want to go ahead and time skip to morning?]












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