“Thank you for this, you’re my saviour.” Stelle said with a chuckle, though it was easy to pick up on the sincerity of the woman’s voice.

When she first boarded the Astral Express, no one remembered to organise her a room. Leaving her to sleep on the uncomfortable, hard couches for the time being.

That is, until you offered to share your room.

Stelle couldn’t help but grin like an idiot. She must have been blessed, to be able to sleep with the prettiest person on the Express.