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His hands grasped tightly into the wooden door ,as his bag dripped and his clothes were soaked in water,because of accidentally slipping off the boat. He took off his trench coat, so it can dry a bit. He didn't know what to do about his bag though,just the thought of taking it off,wasn't very comforting. It didn't help that he was by someone too,seeing how most would be mean to him. He sat down and hugged his leg,as they drifted to the city. The cold ocean breeze plus him being wet was making him feel hot and sick, his head aching as he heard static he assumed from the TVs in the water. He gave a small sneeze as he couldn't help but shuffle close to you,wanting warmth because of being cold.he laid his head against your shoulder,his paper bag making a crinkle sound.
