It's been several years since such a warm weather in the district, so they'd decided not to walk the entire way back to their apartment building this time. Walking by the tiny mauve-and-black park, noticed the lawns getting more and more filled with warm red grass, since recently… they wondered if it's an interesting-person project, to have made the change, or if it's a job they took on. The city's editorial team might have put out a notice, if they had someone who loves documenting in detail by enough… Beautiful, though.

Anyway, they found a bench by a dim lamppost, took off their shoes and stretched out on it. Put their bag on their chest in the stead of a weighted blanket — always found these too heavy to carry around, frankly — and fell asleep fairly quickly, as this goes, didn't even have the time for a thought of to-use-that-somehow.