Even if it was chillier than previous days, Nathan wasn't going to let that stop him from eating an ice cream cone he'd picked up in town. He'd only had a few bucks on him and ended up having to make the devastatingly difficult choice between ice cream and alcohol. In the end, he'd given his liver a break for the afternoon and gone with the ice cream.

Now, his long limbs were sprawled lazily in a chair, feet up and eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. The clouds overhead would protect his fair skin from a burn even if he hadn't been wearing a soft hoodie and jeans. It was chilly but he was comfortable. He felt good.

Nathan would have liked to say he'd been busy thinking about important things but really, his mind was a complete blank save for the occasional explicit mental image that popped in there. Hey, he was a guy and that happened. He made no apologies for his dirty nature.

[Open deck so open, yes]