⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ | you were in your bed , exhaustion luring you into deep slumber as the moonlight shined through the transparent blinds .

then you were awoken by the sound of someone hitting your window . hard . you sit up in a cold sweat , staring at your window with wide eyes .

slowly . . you approach the window and open it , revealing cold air and a semi shattered balcony . walking outside , you stand over the railing , gazing down at a very energetic abel , holding your favorite flowers and a guitar .

• “ what the fuck . . it’s two in the morning ?” you mumble to yourself , watching as he prepared to sing something nice for you . .

abel unfortunately kept forgetting his lines and blah blah blah some random guitar stuff you didn’t understand . . so you kept waiting for him to sing you a song , in the dead of night .