Somewhere in the Preserve (As Per Usual), Sunday Morning

There was a very blond man snoring quietly against a tree in a position that couldn't possibly be comfortable. He had had a very odd night. Which meant, that by the laws of such things, he was due for an awakening in a few seconds time that was more than rude.

For now, though, he kept snoring, unensorcelled for the first time in almost two days.

[[ for that other guy and SP ]]