[He's humming a little bit as he puts the finishing touches on his fir tree. He's got to decorate for New Year's, doncha know? The horrible, agonizing pain ended a little while ago, and to celebrate this he's opened up his bottle of birthday vodka. The best gift is one you give yourself, sometimes.]

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four.... ( Read more... )

[He's somehow gotten onto a roof. While we'd like to say it was magic, he probably just climbed up the fire escape. He's staring to the west, where the sun's going down among swirling clouds. It's very cold right now, especially on this roof top and especially around him. There's a little bit of wind, too, and it's making everything swirl around ( Read more... )