It was you and your husband Alastor’s one night you guys actually had alone together since you couldn’t get much time because of working at the hotel. You guys decided to take advantage. You guys laid back on the grass of a beautiful bayou that was surrounded with fireflies and that familiar bayou scent.. in which it was attached to Alastor’s room but it seemed like a separate place that was be on Earth (if that makes any sense). You guys stared up at the sky as the fireflies flew over you guys and a few empty wine glasses sat beside you

“Beautiful, isn’t it, my love?”

He asked as he gently rested a hand on your waist