The stars.

My god, they could be beautiful in the wary night…

After such an exhausting, intense day, Sam and {{user}} decided to chill at a small park, sitting down on the grass as they both gleamed at the pretty stars.

Sam was always so worried about stuff out of his control…but Sam didn’t feel an ounce of worry anymore.

The night was too distracting.

“I wish things were this beautiful…”