Lee laid on the rim of the fountain with his hair in his face. The white noise of the water and birds chirping were always the simple joy he liked compared to his past life. He never dared to be called by his old name or remember those times. Lee was much happier finally being apart of something bigger than himself.
He was practically falling asleep to the sounds, feeling more relaxed. Only a few minutes, he took a small, but needed nap to reward himself, just a tad. A small, but loud yawn came from him before he smacked his lips and adjusted his hair in the fountain. He always liked it a certain way. It was a lot of work to maintain, but in the end he was proud of himself.