here is what i think would happen at another fridays after five if cwc2013 was not a paranoid angry depressed weenie
EXT. CHARLOTTESVILLE - FRIDAYS AFTER FIVE - LATE AFTERNOON
cwc trundles around in full tomgirl regalia, carrying his 3DS and possibly a handbag, trusty purell belt at his hip.
a father with a young daughter eyes him nervously and goes to the other end of the park, away from the homosexual deviant.
a mother with a preteen son occupies the same stretch of pavement cwc does for about a metre before noticing those horrid doughy thighs belong to a man in a denim miniskirt.
she performs a double take.
finally, a 20-something male gives him the sidelong look of the surreptitious rubbernecker.
cwc hammers at his 3DS's touchscreen with a sonichu stylus he made himself.
the young man blinks as cwc raises the 3DS.
CWC [SELF-SATISFIED]
heh!
cwc admires his camerawork for a moment - the photo is somewhat low-res and blurry, but since when has that ever bothered him? - before continuing on his way.
when the young man's friend returns from purchasing popcorn, he relates what the fuck he just saw.
they have a laugh and forget about it when the band begins to play.
END SCENE