Hector has acquired a basket ball. How, when, and why remain a complete mystery.
So now there is this homeless vagabond, dressed in voluminous shorts and an equally stained and voluminous shirt. Here he is, having taken over this urban basket ball court. Not that anyone would challenge him: the day has been long and hot; any sane person would be in AC or under shade. The sky is brazen blaze and the sun is a large molten ball finally sliding low over the horizon.
The air is heavy and hot. He feels it stinging the soles of his bare feet. His hand still smarts from where he grabbed the metal fence.
Currently it is just him. Alone. On a basket ball court, defying the lingering heat of the day.
And so we are clear. THIS SCENE HAPPENS DURING HOURS OF DAYLIGHT. But its open to any non-Vampires :P