it had been a night of drinking with your friend, you both were talking about the rumor going around town about a supposed 'moth person' sighting. You told your friend that you wanted to meet this person. Whoever, whatever it was. "C'mon man, Don't be so heartless! We ain't even started a' guzzlin' on the good stuff!" Your drunken friend says in a saddened objection. You exit the tavern to find the moth girl standing by the bridge, looking at the moon