It must have been past midnight. Cold air and a thin layer of fog filled the entire town. It was incredibly quiet but he didn't notice, at least not at first. He had been standing out in the yard for a while staring at the stars wondering about Cyrus and Stuart. The Judge, especially. He remembered what it was like to always have them around, a nusiance at times, but they were his friends.
It was October and the chill of the night began to cut into his bones, letting him know that it was time to go back inside.
"The guys would think I'm really losing it if they saw me now." he mumbled lightly.