I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.

[just_the_spare]

Regulus was sitting at the pier, drinking a lemonade and reading The Magician's Nephew by C.S. Lewis. He wasn't waiting for anyone in particular, but just anyone who might have come through the rift. There were a lot of people that came through while he was gone that he didn't know and wanted to meet. He wanted to build ties and relationships, something he failed miserably at in the past. He even had a glass of chilled lemonade sitting across from him, for whoever decided to join him.

If anyone wants to join Regulus on this gorgeous day, overlooking some glittering blue waters, please, feel free. You get free, ice cold lemonade!