"The stars are usually more than this on nights at the BoHo River." Ana tells him. It was already past seven at night and they were both done with their ice creams and munching on the chips she had gotten.
Ethan looks up into the sky and sighs. "Perhaps nature is mad at me for being here."
She casts him a weird glance. "You talk like an old man." She stops munching on the chips in her mouth when he raised a brow at her. "Yea...old..definitely old. What does that mean by the way?"
"Something stupid Marcey always says. She says when demons go to a spot humans frequently visit, something that was supposed to happen might not happen or happen in a way it shouldn't. Because demons aren't friends of nature."
"But you told me there are myths that attribute you to human." She reminds, angling her body in a way that was facing him. Her knees slightly touching his legs but Ana didnt seem to notice even though Ethan did.
