fandomtownies | The Park; Sunday Afternoon [12/09].

As far as she could tell, today was a day where Rosa wouldn't have to worry about the island throwing something like tinsel rain or stalking stringed lights at the for her dog to get all into. And if there was something, she had no doubt that Arlo 2 would be able to locate it in no time. She figured, though, since she wasn't really doing anything else, she'd better get the dog out while she could, making sure she had a thermos of hot coffee for herself to stave off some of the cold as they headed to the park, where she planned to just let Arlo 2 work out some of that pent-up energy she always seemed to have chasing all the ducks and flamingos.

While also mildly wondering how the hell there were still flamingos here this time of year.

Or any time of year, for that matter.

And then she reminded herself that there was no point in questions like that, anyway, and yet she still found herself asking them.

[[open park is ooooopeeeennnnn]]