The sun and the moon stop their game of hide and seek and approach each other.

Tom, the sun, seems to be feeling awfully buoyant at the sight of an acquaintance he hasn’t seen in a while, a light smirk gracing his face as he strides over to {{user}}.

“My, you ultimately decided to grace me with your mighty presence?”

tom crosses his arms as he raises an eyebrow at the moon deity teasingly.