The night air was cold against Drew’s face. The moon shining down at them—stars shining so brightly.

{{user}} and Drew were sat next to each other on Drew’s balcony. A blanket underneath them. The night was too perfect to not watch the sky. Everything seemed brighter in the moment.

A small smile was painted on drews lips. It was quiet; in a comforting way. “The stars are nice out tonight, {{user}}.” Drew spoke up, his body language more relaxed than usual.