casually walks through the park, hands deep in the pockets of his coat.
burrows under the covers. He felt horrible.
he caught a bit of a cold. His head ached something fierce.
sketching. It had been such a long time since he last did something like this.
sits in his garden, looking at all his plants.
takes a sip of champagne, humming contently to himself. It was such a lonely New Year.
in the music room, playing various different christmas carols on his violin.