Puck was lounging the day away in his studio, local news playing on the television. He had tidied the place up, removing the thin layer of dust most of the surfaces had acquired in the expansive time he spent away from his own home. Truth be told? He didn't spend much time at home. Journalists frequently worked beyond the typical forty hour work week, and Puck wasn't much of a homebody to begin with. So maybe a personal day and some company wasn't a terrible idea?
Enter Kaze. The Obrimos seemed keen to talk about something, and Puck had been whining to Winter about needing to socialize more with the awakened. He hadn't hosted a thing in a while, but he knew he liked food and booze, so both were provided! Pizza ordered fresh, a meatlover's for Puck and a second chosen on a whim. Or what a sleeper would call a whim. Empowered by Puck's favorite monthly ritual, the Enchanter was drawn to Kaze's particular culinary proclivity. Well, the closest Kaze could hope to find at a Pizza Hut at least. Still on a budget here, hospitality only goes so far when the Seers have you stuck with a new mortgage.
The door was unlocked, food, dishes, and drankz on the counter. Puck was in blue jeans and a black shirt and hoodie, fixing his plate and grabbing his beer. All that was left was someone to share them with.