Was this a dream? The ultimate relaxation or zen class. Perfect. Because if it was a dream, Nigel just wanted to sleep. With Fuller not here it sounding better by the second. He walked across the the grass to an open blanket not really hungry but just wanting to lay down.

Now he may be a Prefect and that meant no napping in classes anymore. But with this set up Nigel just had to. The Prefect laid down on a blanket, put his arms behind his head, and closed his eyes. Maybe Fuller will get here before he falls asleep.

It could happen. It just was not likely.