Who: William and Camilla
What: Meeting
Where: A park
When: Monday afternoon
Rating: PG-13 for William's grump-face



William loved his job. One, he never had to go into an office or work with people. Two, he could do his job anywhere and three, he could take a nap whenever the hell he wanted. To sum it all up? He was his own boss in the world and that was a-okay for him. So since the skies were somewhat clear, even if there was still snow on the ground, the man bundled up and left his empty house. Sadly Brendan had to work, so William was often left alone during the day to his own vices which was okay, he supposed. Brendan tended to distract him from his writing anyway. So on Monday he got bored of the house, which caused him to seek out a bench in a nearby park where he often liked to sit and write.

Plopping down onto it - surprised to find it was dry - he pulled his laptop out of its bag and put it on his lap. He opened it up and pressed the on button, looking around as the HP notebook booted up. It was perfectly quiet all around which was nice and once windows loaded he pulled up his novel and began typing away.