WHO Will Scarlet and Friar Tuck WHEN Wednesday night WHERE The Parsonage WHAT Finally, they are both well enough to properly get bizzay WARNINGS smuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut
Will almost just jogged the whole way from his home to Tuck’s, humming happily to himself. He’d spent a nice time chatting to Brigit, and dawdling at home for a while to air out his bedroom and tidy things up. He stashed away the remains of the codeine (because he was sure it would come in useful another time) and packed up the gauze and tape, anything that reminded him of being less than capable. Then he headed out.
He felt like he’d had a long sleep and woken refreshed, or drunk a massive jug of coffee. The setting sun seemed to have more colours in it, the summer breeze was refreshing, and he strode down the street with only his keys and his phone in his pocket. The world was his oyster.
He realised once he reached the parsonage that he hadn’t actually warned Tuck he was coming. The sun was disappearing now. He paused on the street outside the parsonage, and sent a quick text.