Roof; Saturday Evening

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Good deed done for the day (and boy did he hope Merlin loved his new name), Chuck decided to do something he hadn't done for a while and go up to the roof. He shouldn't have been slacking. It was his roof, after all. If he didn't make constant appearances then people would get the idea that it was their roof. And that just wasn't true.

Chuck was lounged back against the edge of the roof and was watching the sun go down. It's be all poetic and stuff if he wasn't lighting up a joint at the same time.

[The roof is open, of course]