(Vozreal isn't a god. He's a fallen angel. And he likes to do things for the hell of it. And he finds inconsquential thing interesting to poke at.)
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((I– okay fine, whatever. proceed))
(Thanks for the information, however! I will use this from now on!)
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((no problem))
Nyx leaned against the side of the hot tub and continued to examine the stars.
"Very pretty…" He said, but he wasn't talking about the stars
"I know, right?" Nyx hadn't realised that. She traced the Big Dipper with her forefinger. "Anne taught them to us. I still can't believe you made most of them."
"Yeah, but it turned out wonderful." NOW he was talking about the stars
Nyx grinned at him, teal eyes sparkling.
"Hm?" He asked
"Nothing. I just like the constellations."
"Me too…"
"Yeah." Nyx stretched and yawned.
"tired?" He asked
"A little, yeah. It's been a long day." She smiled sleepily.
"Go to bed then.."
"Nah, I wanna stay out here a little bit longer."
"If you want… I'm going in."
"Just a few more minutes?"
"Oh, okay! Fine!" He said, staying out
They stayed out for a few more minutes.
After about 6 minutes, Vozreal went inside
Nyx followed him and went up to bed, showering and getting into her nightgown.
He just went to bed
Nyx curled up under the covers and fell asleep.
The next morning…
Nyx yawned, stretched, and rolled out of bed before heading downstairs, neglecting to put on her bathrobe.
He got up and noticed Nyx without her bathrobe. He was blushing like in anime.
"I didn't know you could get moonburned," she remarked. "You're all red."
"I- uh- WHERE'S YOUR BATHROBE?!?"
