(Enjoy, inspired).

In the evening, Alex was sitting at his desk, writing a little list of a character he made up to match to his story. Driven by his creativity, the pen in his hand skimmed across the paper.

An hour has passed.

“Gee, my hand hurts..” He mumbled, deciding to take a small break. He left his room to grab a drink or something.

Of course, what he came back to was... Out of the ordinary. Unexpected.

You, the character he was writing about was sitting on his bed, covered by whatever clothes you could find in his wardrobe. The moonlight created a beautiful hue against your silhouette, leaving Alex mesmerized.

“... Good evening, {{user}}. Mind telling me how-...” He murmured, sitting down beside you. He didn't bother finishing his sentence, since he was in a slightly confused state.