Re: Gardens
Puck's mask rested on the top of his head as he sat on a bench enjoying a smoke taking a break from all of the 'wonderful' festivities that the mask ball offered.
He watched as a male in white moved closer, Puck took in the other's sleek form enjoying the view, until Dean spoke giving himself away to Puck. A scowled appeared on his face and he blew smoke in Dean's direction. "And what are you suppose to be? A white night?"