The Park - Late Friday Evening

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Wilson was out in the snow, mostly because he couldn't stand not to be. It was a little strange being on his own but he smiled at the blanket of white and playfully scuffed his feet along, rolling little snowballs with his toes.

Eventually, he wandered down to the bench by the pond. Brushing off the seat with the tails of his overcoat, he sat down and leaned back to enjoy the quiet for a bit.

[ooc: Parks are always open things]

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Juli had taken to wandering the park in the evenings as a way of organizing her thoughts. Today though, most of her attention was on the snow. She knew what it was, of course, but was rare enough that she was walking slowly, just enjoying it.