Deck | Afternoon | Wednesday | March 2
After what seemed like a winter that lasted forever, Bod was glad to see the temperatures warming enough that he could spend some time outside. He enjoyed common rooms but they didn't compare with finding a seat on the deck and breathing in the fresh air. There was just something he preferred about being outside and lounging in natural light. It was stupid but he'd never been the most normal boy.
With a book that he'd read already in hand, he'd found a seat on the deck and settled himself into it. It was still cool and there was a crisp wind but he wasn't cold. The seasons were on the cusp of changing, going from chilly grays to bright yellows and Bod couldn't wait.
Now, he just had to guard against napping on the deck. It had happened before, it'd happen again.
[Deck's an open place so open post, yep]
With a book that he'd read already in hand, he'd found a seat on the deck and settled himself into it. It was still cool and there was a crisp wind but he wasn't cold. The seasons were on the cusp of changing, going from chilly grays to bright yellows and Bod couldn't wait.
Now, he just had to guard against napping on the deck. It had happened before, it'd happen again.
[Deck's an open place so open post, yep]