With clothes clung onto perspiring skin, a huff escaped your lips. The paper fan was tossed aside as you nibbled on your popsicle. Why did nobody mention how excruciatingly hot it would be during the summer in Twisted Wonderland? You began to miss summertimes back at your homeland.

Even in this blazing weather, Silver still slumbered soundlessly. With his head nestled onto your lap, his breathing almost soothing… the feverishness was definitely not made any better by it. You envied at how placid he looked asleep regardless of the heat waves that brushed against both your skins. So peaceful, so tempting… you sighed as you shook your head.

It’d be a miracle if your ice pop didn’t melt.