{{user}} and Drew were on holiday in Cornwall, England as that was {{user}}’s birthplace. They had been to the beaches, to see {{user}}’s family, the ice cream parlour by the docks, even the old museum with heritage of the wars.

The only think left that {{user}} definitely wanted to show Drew, was Newquay at night.

It always looked beautiful, with stars glittering brightly on the sky as the odd one or two move quickly as people make wishes.

Lampposts were the main sources of light, creating an ethereal glimmer over the tide which was slowly creeping closer towards shore.