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[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

Who: William T. Spears and YOU!
Where: Various places around the city - whatever suits your mood.
When: First day of the Hat Curse!
Status: OPEN
Style: [action pls]

What: While William usually doesn't wear hats during the day, he does have the habit of wearing a nightcap to sleep. And now, unable to remove it himself, William's gone out to find someone to do the job for him. Trouble is, he can't quite get himself to stay awake for very long before zzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzzz..... So, perhaps in your own wanderings you'll stumble across him dozing on a park bench or nodding off against a lamp post. Maybe you could plop a new hat on him give him a hand? ]

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[ladyinscarlet]

[An is on her way to meet William for a date in the park. She's running just a little bit late as she seems to be having hat trouble of her own. At first sight, there is nothing amiss about her, except the horned helmet on her head, but...

For one thing, she doesn't apologize for her lateness and then, she just roughly shoves William.]

Ain't no time for sleeping, William!

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ So much for William T. Spears being a super light sleeper! The rough shove only rouses him for a few seconds before... ]

...hm? ...what?

[ ...his head falls right back down on the bench. ]

[ladyinscarlet]

[She's still An, except that much less polite and ladylike than usual.]

We're supposed to go on a date! You can't sleep through it!

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ Yes. Yelling is not very ladylike at all, An. And it doesn't make for a peaceful sleep environment, either. So, though his body is very unwilling, William forces himself to sit up straight.

Or well, slouch, is more like it. ]

I apologize, Angelina.

[ He rubs at his eyes under his glasses, trying to get himself to focus. ]

Where did you want to go, again?

[ladyinscarlet]

[Well, it's not the time to sleep, William.]

You said we could go to that place called a movie theater.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

Ah, right.

[ He yawns, letting his head fall against An's shoulder. ]

Is there, perhaps, a show later this evening? I am fairly tired, at the moment.

[ladyinscarlet]

[Sighs.]

William, this is not like you, is something wrong?