Who: Friar Tuck, Iestyn Ceredig, Will Scarlet What: Visiting the grumpy Will When: Monday, mid-morning Where: Alan and Will's Warnings/Notes: TBA
Tuck hadn't really slept well at all, despite knowing Much was keeping watch all night long. He kept having dreams that damn shackle was around his neck again, and he would wake gagging or choking. He considered it a mercy when morning first stained the sky and he could heave himself out of bed and stop pretending sleep would come. By the time Much left for work, Tuck was three coffees in.
In an attempt to both keep a promise and not be alone all day, Tuck headed to Will and Alan's. Maybe the distraction of looking after Will would help him. If Will would let him. Perhaps it would be Tuck being looked after. In the end, he supposed, it didn't really matter.
Tuck knocked on the door, feeling a little guilty he didn't have more soup to bring his friend. Though it was highly unlikely that Will had even gotten close to working through the soup Tuck had brought over the day before, even with Alan's help.