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Swords, was it a rainy day. Shuriken’s soaked and he's just hoping to get home before the cold takes him over and turns him into an ice cube.
Sneaking in through a window, Shuriken makes his way to the bathroom to take everything off and somehow dry it. He could wring out the water over the sink? Then it'd still be damp, and he can't just hang it somewhere like a clothesline. Maybe he could take a heater to it, it's not too loud and it'd evaporate all the water still in the clothes after wringing.
That's his plan. He acts on it. Dries his clothes for a while using a mini heater on the sink so that his clothes wouldn't be ruined for tomorrow. It works, after way too long, but somehow he hadn't considered himself in all this clothing charade. He was still damp and cold. The heater was still on. Naturally, as anyone would expect, he heated himself up like his clothes, spinning and all.
It works in his favor. He and his clothes are dry, and he could put on his pajamas now. He sneaks out to his hammock, hiding his vigilante clothes and then immediately falling asleep.
It's the 31st, right?
Well, daylight savings ends soon. Guess he's getting an extra hour of sleep. Swords knows he needs that.