Alex McHattie / OC / Milliways
Alex McHattie is a fan of hot chocolate. Hot chocolate, and certain varieties of tea. Any of those drinks you’d have on a particularly cold day, or maybe just every morning. This is largely because his nights are terrible, especially a certain time each month known as the full moon. (09:23:52 until the next one, he thinks.) So right now, he’s just trying to relax.
And at present, he’s doing so by having a bit of a half-picnic outside.
He’s got a blanket spread out on the grass, another (wool) one wrapped around his shoulders, a mug of hot chocolate cradled in both hands. His legs are folded under him, and he seems, for the most part, at ease. It’s quiet. Quiet is a good thing. The wind’s not too bad, either, so the usual sensory overload that is his olfactory nerves is not being a problem.
As many perks as there may be to being a werewolf, there are some things that start becoming an inconvenience when you're trying to function within normal society.
And if you’re looking carefully, you might see a few hairs of black fur stuck to the back of the blanket.