witch hazel

Alfie wasn’t quite sure why he was at the party. He of course wanted to show his support for Lou, but he’d been working at the lodge for 10+ hours and the amount of physical tasks he’d done that day had left him exhausted. Having given a lift to a few of the people in his block, and done a quick round of ‘hellos’ and ‘how are yous’, he’d spotted a little nook that looks pretty comfy. He was just going to sit down for a few minutes, really. Rolling his sleeves up, practically a luxury now his Mom wasn’t here to have to hide his tattoo from, he felt his eyes drooping. Two minutes later and the music had helped him drift off to sleep.