He put on his green scarf and walked out the door. Damn door. Never closed properly.

The sun was peaking behind some clouds. Damn clouds. It was probably going to rain.

He winced as he felt the warm sun on his face. It had been months since he'd seen the sun, months.

Damn sun. Probably give him skin cancer, at best, a tan.

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hero Green-clad Man
villain Rain
goal A tan
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