It was late at night, a time that even the latest night owls would be asleep by. The space next to you felt somberly empty on the bed as you groggily stirred from slumber. It's like you couldn't sleep for long without her next to you.

Your eyes adjust to the dim lighting, noting the balcony to be slightly ajar and Ashe's frame doused in moonlight just beyond the glass door. Smoke billowed from her lips, an oversized t-shirt loosely fitting her body.

You knew she only smoked when she couldn't sleep, when something was on her mind. She had quit, specifically for you, but...would still resort to the old habit at times.

You weighed your options: stay comfy in bed and give Ashe some space, or to join her out on the balcony. The choice was pretty obvious to you.