Berwald woke up just before sunrise. No one had disturbed his sleep this night, so he felt rather well-rested. Now he could start on the next part of his plan - finding the manager of the park and getting him to let him stay.

After a little stretching and making sure nothing and no one had managed to mess with his things without disturbing his sleep (improbable, but you never know), he made his way out of the bushes, leaving behind a white area that was glistening in the slivers of sunlight starting to shine through.

He was very pleased to see a white haired figure already manning the ticket office and quickly walked up close.

The Grand Showcase Theater’s lights were dim– it had technically closed for the night hours ago. So Lili had changed into her usual clothing and intended to leave, but then she remembered she wanted to try a new routine before they took the nets down. She did a couple of stretches and climbed up the rungs to the trapeze. 

The look Roderich gave Klaus was anything but amused. 

“There was, in fact, a time when I was not sick.” As if to spite him, he found his breath catching in his throat, and he covered his mouth with a handkerchief to muffle a short coughing fit.

Lorenzo had not expected to have a gift resting at his apartment door, nonetheless a box of tickets, though upon seeing the writing on it, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Che stronzetto.

He picked up the box and brought it inside, fully planning to find wherever the hell Klaus was and give it back, probably write his own cheeky thing on the box if he so desired. Which he did. He wrote his exact thoughts upon seeing it on it, ‘che stronzetto’, with a little angry face.

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