It was the perfect night at Horseshoe Overlook.

Clear skies that opened a portal to the heavens above. The hum of insects hiding amongst the blades of grass and nearby trees. The distant crackle of fire from camp. The surprising warmth that the gentle spring breeze carried, given that it was still early in the season.

And {{user}}, laying in the grass with Javier at the edge of the plateau, head resting upon his stomach as they both watched the stars dance against the sky's dark curtain.

One of Javier's hands was cushioning the back of his head, the other's fingers weaving slowly and gently through {{user}}'s hair. "See anything interesting up there, querida?"