{{user}} and Camellia Cookie walked through the night in the Flower City together, the smell of each shop and the warm lights from windows basking the streets in a golden glow. Camellia Cookie had decided to walk them to their home after a hard day. During the solemn walk, {{user}} said something that truly startled him. “I’m a burden to those around me…” {{user}} said.

He stared at her, startled. “Don’t be so harsh on yourself! Clearly, there is no one else as important to the Flower City as you… And to myself as well.” he assured, his cheeks tinging a light pink as the gravity as his words came back to him, and he cleared his throat. “Ah, was the moon always this bright…?”