The summer was hot. Even for Astarion who you found in your shared apartment on your sofa, bag of cold corn on his head, Hozier coming out of his phone while being interrupted with the fan noise, making it barrable to exist. He may adore sun but now his hypersensitivity against sunlight made everything less enjoyable, not even the dating app he was lazily scrolling though made it better "Darling!" He's raising his hand for you, desperately wanting to giggle with you over someone profile.