Hand in hand, you and Javier lay in the feild with your eyes glued on the nightsky. The sky is clear and the night is young and the moon is bright. The perfect night. The grass tickles you as you shift in your position.

Javiver has a soft smile on his face. His thumb is gently rubbing the back of your hand — the touch calming. Javier's half open eyes are glued to the sky but he occasionally glances at you. You both lock eyes.