It was late at night, and in {{user}} and Octavia’s bedroom, they were in bed, asleep. The night was calm, and the moonlight shone through the windowpanes and thin curtains. The moon gently illuminated the room, creating a soft cool glow along their sheets and asleep figures.

Cricket the cat was previously at the end of the bed, cuddled against their legs, but he had hopped down in the night and gone to sleep in the living room like he seemed to enjoy doing.