Cook had no idea how he ended up like this, but for once, it wasn’t a party or a fight going on. No loud music in the background, it was birds chirping as the sunshine felt warm on his skin.

His head laid in {{user}}’s lap as they sat in the park. Originally it was supposed to be the whole group hanging out, but somehow no one was free this afternoon. But Cook could enjoy this. He felt calm, genuinely. Not as badly on edge, and no drug ever had this much of a relaxing effect on his mind.