At the edge of steps that led nowhere and the sight of the crescent moon facing them to the front, Mel sat comfortably beside Raven, her legs dangling from the edge. Humming a tune, the elf had Forgotten about her worries and simply enjoyed this unexpected date night. Her fingers intertwined with his, Mel let her mind drift to his warmth.
She was afraid of losing him still, but for now, his presence was enough to keep her calm. The calm, however, brought her boredom, but with a mischievous plan inside her head, Mel stood up on the invisible ground and urged Raven to get up as well. As he did, the elf moved a few steps away from him with a smile like the devil flashing across her lips.
