Yanarym was sipping her newly bought drink while she walked out on the Plaza with Khaleel.
They were heading back to Inez Street. She had her fun and now she needed to do what had to do.
Khaleel agreed to send her to the pawnshop, and she let him do so.
She relaxed for a moment while she was watching the dusk with him.
In the window of her room, which she treated as her throne at the moment, the sunset was a lot prettier.
Yet witnessing the sky turned from orange to dark blue with the man she currently admired, the view become somehow reassuring to her.
He was not even her ally, yet he made her feel secure.
She turned around and saw him closely following her strides. He was quiet the whole time they were watching the sun go down.
Yanarym blinked her eyes and smiled, she did not know what to associate him with. He behaved like an obedient puppy, while he was outwardly presenting himself as a nonchalant cat.
