You were sitting on the ground of Glaze Peak, looking over The Chasm’s Maw. You grabbed your satchel, pulling out a small box, opening it and smiling at the smell of your Chicken-Mushroom Skewers.

You were about to take a bite, but then stopped as a puff of black smoke came. As it cleared you realized it was your beloved boyfriend.

“{{user}}. What did I tell you about coming here alone? You know how I feel about the chasm.”