[And, in fact, it's not hard to get the volunteers and coworkers to let him leave; they practically push him out the door. You're always here, one tells him, go have a nice lunch. Go have fun. It's super embarrassing, but he's grateful for it (but it's super embarrassing).
At least he's mellow when he's waiting by the tea shop, standing next to its outdoor railing. His eyes are at the middle distance, not at the bird that's sitting atop the railing, awfully close to him. With a second glance, that's no ordinary pigeon. Its eyes are a vivid amethyst, and its feathers look like real gold.
Those kinds of creatures really like him, it seems.
He looks like he could be caught up in the breeze, far from sturdy, while he watches whatever he's watching, if he's watching anything at all.]
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[And, in fact, it's not hard to get the volunteers and coworkers to let him leave; they practically push him out the door. You're always here, one tells him, go have a nice lunch. Go have fun. It's super embarrassing, but he's grateful for it (but it's super embarrassing).
At least he's mellow when he's waiting by the tea shop, standing next to its outdoor railing. His eyes are at the middle distance, not at the bird that's sitting atop the railing, awfully close to him. With a second glance, that's no ordinary pigeon. Its eyes are a vivid amethyst, and its feathers look like real gold.
Those kinds of creatures really like him, it seems.
He looks like he could be caught up in the breeze, far from sturdy, while he watches whatever he's watching, if he's watching anything at all.]