Thursday, late evening, the Park

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It had been very kind of Alfred to give him the evening off as a compensation for having to work Valentine's Day. Honestly, the wonderful dinner (if not the unseen chaperonage) had been quite enough. He'd taken the opportunity to get a lot of studying done, catch up on his observation journal for Alfred, and get completely, numbingly bored.

So he decided to get some exercise outside before the rain forecast for tomorrow came in.

Rollerblading in the park late at night.

Nobody said the boy had a strong sense of self-preservation.