The night was already peaceful, filled with small talk and laughter. Some silence, but it was always comfortable silence. You’d never felt uncomfortable while around him, anyways.

When the two of you finally looked up, you’d noticed a faint line of pinkish colours drawing out across the dark night sky.

He blinked a few times, amused by the sight.

“Did you know there was going to be northern lights tonight? I had no idea.”

The ginger smiled, mesmerized by the lights.