Rain

Hex felt a bit bad getting paid for not doing much. The work wouldn't really start til Nyx went touring. Today, Hex was on his own as the band was rehearsing, or maybe laying down tracks. He wasn't sure. It didn't matter, though, because he'd taken his free day to go shopping a bit. He had a few bags hanging from one hand, his phone in the other, looking for a bite. According to the map, a sandwich place was just past the bookshop.

He stopped to look around. The map said it was here, but he wasn't seeing, or smelling it.