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You just prepared a meager picnic in the back yard of your tiny house in the suburbs. Just you, a blanket, some sandwiches, chips, and a nice warm pie.
It's a very cold night in winter, the stars out. The clouds threaten rain or snowfall but you find this weather to be the best.
Whether or not you are a demihuman or a regular human, this night would calm anyone. The peaceful crickets, the gentle breeze, the smell of autumn and spice, warm coffee in your thermos. It's...truly the best.
Till you forget a blanket in the house.
You go inside to get it, returning only to find...an abnormally large seagull demihuman, shirtless and shivering, picking up your basket and booking it.
You're so shocked that you kind of just stare as he takes to flight - except he's a horrible flyer, and can't get enough altitude, slamming headlong into your hedges and crumpling in a heap of feathers.
"Damnit," He mutters as you near, wincing sharply as he carefully folds his wings. He's odd looking for a seagull, too big, with bright red hair and blue eyes. He focuses on you, embarrassed and wholly unsettled. "...Sorry. That would've been smooth if the hedges didn't suddenly get in the way."
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