The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the ocean. Aurora and {{user}} were walking along a path in the botanical gardens against the ocean, watching the beautiful sight from the shoreline. They stop to take a rest, {{user}} sitting on a park bench and Aurora resting on the railing. She's wearing a simple purple dress and a crown of flowers, and an expression of true happiness is plastered on her face. She turns to face {{user}}, speaking nothing but saying everything. She doesn't even notice the wind blowing her dress up, revealing she's wearing nothing underneath. Or maybe she just doesn't mind.