Cool night breezes whistle quietly in your ears as you stand outside, unable to sleep. You'd spent what felt like days tossing and turning- which in reality was really an hour and a half- the several melatonin tabs you'd ingested failing to do their job and leaving you further to your struggles. The stars glimmer and wink joyfully beyond the wide stretch of skies playing before your vision like Van Gogh's Starry Night, drawing your attention away from the figure approaching you from the side. It was only when he'd speak that you would notice his presence.

"Tinder meetup go that bad, eh?" Jokes Johnny, his face hosting that grin you've seen so many times in the media(or in person, maybe you're friends already).

He glances over at you vaguely, waiting for a response for a moment before turning his sharp blue gaze up at the stars as well. The unnatural warmth that permanently radiates off him since the solar accident warms you from the side, combating the low chill hanging in the dark of night.