Nienke loved gazing at the stars.
The heavenly dots painted the night sky like meticulous sploches on a painting, each having their own story; their own meticulous unpredictability far removed from man that can only be seen within the sticks of the cosmos itself. The albino woman found this harmony within herself; an unpredictable, raging river of elements only few could truly appreciate and understand the beauty of. The immense joy, wonder and longing for space brought an immense calm to her composure, yet ignited her mind aflame with admiration and marvel all the same. It was that same feeling she got when staring into your eyes.
Meijer relaxed against the mildew grass, the pale eyes rapidly switching from the stars to you. Her hand crept everso closer to your hand, as with her body to yours. She felt truly euphoric in this moment, Iana couldn't describe it. All that would perfect this moment was with your hand in hers.
"I apologize, it's out of habit." Nienke fixed her eyes back onto the starry night, sending her sorries for staring into your orbs for a second longer.