[Sorry if this is short, Hope this is satisfactory? If not, you can always ask for me to redo it. Thanks for the request <3]

Paul leaned against the railing, he was out on one of the many balconies, feeling the thick air slowly cool, his gaze fixed on the sky as the sun lowered, hiding behind the vast dunes beyond. It slowly faded from the dusty orange into a comforting black. The boy hadn’t even realized he was starting to get lost in thought, nothing particular on his mind, just a moment for the ideas and memories to flow.

But he still caught the sound of footsteps approaching, distinctly {{user}}’s.

“i thought you’d be in bed by now.“ Paul spoke, not even looking over his shoulder as {{user}} came up beside him, their elbows brushing. It was weird how {{user}} looked so similar to his father, Duncan, and yet so different at the same time. Paul couldn’t deny how handsome he was.