#linhardt01

(closed starter for @narcosiar​ )

Having visited the other park at the more northern part of the city and overhearing that Kester park was not the only one, there was also one down at the other end of the city - being that the other one had indeed soothed him when he was nervy, out of interest of floral things and what-not: how could he very well resist the urge to go there? It wasn’t as if they were allowed to leave the city itself right now: nor did he have any interest to if it was as dangerous as those here said - so the most useful use of time was getting to know these surroundings anyway. Even if the other park had more carefully neatened grass, Garry had to admit that the sheer color on display on this park, the lovely cherry trees: they gave this area as much wonder as the other. The large fountain with benches looked particularly inviting, but - oh my. Was that someone asleep on one of the benches. That really couldn’t be comfortable at all, wood was quite hard. Still, Garry couldn’t deny the appeal of how relaxing the park was at all: but he couldn’t just leave someone on an uncomfortable bench like that and not do something. No, his intention was not to wake them up, goodness no. He was polite. Instead he took his raggedy jacket and carefully, slowly attempted to place as a make-shift blanket: it was sunny out, so he didn’t mind lending his jacket for a little more comfort.