Waking up early, Mickey prepared for his day with excitement. Shower, hair, teeth... all the same, but done with much more vigor than days before. A new link had formed in his routine, and it gave him goosebumps just to think about. Dawning his coat, he left the dorm to progress with the day. First were classes. Three of them to be exact. They ran back to back, allowing Mickey to plan his time in bulk, which was what he preferred. His classes ended at two, giving him a couple of hours to write, work, and clean up here and there before heading out to the park. Heading back out, he patted his pockets yet again. "Phone, check. Wallet, check. Keys, check." It was all there, each pocket holstering something different. With equal parts nerves and confidence, he set out.
Finding a bench pretty close to the park entrance, Mickey had a seat and glanced at his phone for the time. "Three-Thirty..." He said to himself. He was early...very early. It was one of his greatest fears to be late, so he always made sure of this. Pulling out his notebook, he began to pass the time, sketching whatever looked good at the time, writing observations on social quirks and his opinions, and simply detailing his life. "Who knows, I could use it for a thesis..." He said casually, looking forward to seeing Asha again.