An Odd Story of Man and Magic. A fantasy RP. (FINISHED)

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Astien lurched out of bed as he heard the knock on the door. Cormac must have had his hands full with groceries. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to make himself look at least semi-alive. "Hold on, hold on," he called. He opened the door, and was surprised to see a stranger there. He suddenly felt embarrassed, what with still being in his sleepwear, especially his shirt that couldn't cover his tummy. "Uh, can I help you?" He asked.

(Wait did Cormac go to the market with the bat on his head? I can just see it now, him in a shop just like "yeah I got a bat on my head. That's just how cool I am")