Brandon had just finished helping put the finishing touches on a ballad, to be sung by Oberon, in the school musical version of a Midsummer Night’s Dream, that he was co-creating with the music professor. It was a song of fantasy and magic and fiery passion, so the young demigod had to be very careful, when singing it, that everyone in the listening area was properly protected by a talisman created to protect against such things as his voice, sirens, etc.
After working on the musical, Brandon was in the mood to go hang out and just relax with someone; the nymphs, naiads, satyrs and other nature paranormals that frequented the various ponds and lakes nearby were always good company, so he set off with that in mind. He decided just to wander and end up at whichever lake or pond he ended up closest to, this time.
He was in his normal Summer attire of shorts, sandals and a tee shirt/polo shirt; he removed the polo shirt and tossed it over his shoulder, almost stepping on…a pretty boy stretched out in the grass. Things were looking up! Looking down at the dark-haired young man, Brandon smiled and suggested, “Plenty of better places for that, you know?”