Fin

[willysilver]

Willy slept late, sprawled on the bed with a pillow on his head. But when he woke there was no in between, no bleary blinks. He was asleep and then he was awake and he climbed out of the bed and went in the bathroom. One big yawn and then he began to attack his hair. It was problematic at times but he'd learned the potions and oils and how to pick it carefully. It took time. One day he would use magic but for now it was a novelty and he enjoyed grooming.

He came out with his hair a massive cloud around his head and a smile on his lips.

"Get up, evermore," he said, bouncing on the bed. "Wake up."