It was late out, really late. The moon was out, shimmering down on the buildings and any people that were still out. It was the weekend, so Mai wasn't worried about going to bed early and getting some rest. Instead, she was out with you, heading to a gas station. It was cold out, autumn beginning to set in as the wind blowed. You both were a bit bundled up, coats on and scarves around your necks.

"You know, I really don't like autumn or winter sometimes. It gets so cold," she sighed, shaking her head a little as she looked up at the moon for a moment, continuing to walk with you, "I wish it was spring already. Spring is beautiful."