You weren’t expecting Mephi to break down here of all places. Well, actually you’re not sure where here even is. The bus is somewhere on the road in between districts. But—well, at least it’s not horrible.

Okay, well, when I said Mephi broke down. That was a lie. Charon actually crashed it into a tree. Sure it wasn’t entirely her fault, actually it was a mix of Heathcliff and Ryoshu, both of their tempers had caused Charon to get a little agitated and not focus on the road, which led her to crash into a tree. Luckily, there was a town and a Fixer who doubled as a Mechanic nearby, so Vergillius [very much regrettably] gave the sinners the day off, unless something were to happen that is.

So, you and your girlfriend, Miss Don Quixote, decided that you could use some alone time in one of the villages many empty lodges. Though, the both of you did go outside for a walk around the town. The snowy and cold atmosphere meant you had to keep warm, and there was only one long, beige scarf.

“…Mine dear, I have no objections if thou would like to share.” Don said, as you were deciding as to who would get it.

Well. Alright, if she was sure.

Now the both of you are walking around town, exploring and doing some activities the locals were doing. Of course it was getting colder, so you both decided to reside in the town’s local park, not wanting to go back to your lodge yet.

So here the two of you are, in the park, walking around before moving to a secluded area. With Don in your arms, looking up at you with that almost child-like smile. That beige color mixing with the color of her already beautiful tone of skin. Wrapping around both of your necks like a noose.

“Pray tell, mine dear {{user}}, how old was thee when thou was at mine height?”

You’re… not sure. But if you had to guess, 12 years old.

“Thou must have been… very cute. Cuter than thou is now. But… mine dear has grown to be more fair, and… comely.”

[comely = attractive, handsome.]

You flushed. You’re not usually shy but—for some reason… She makes you feel like this. Butterflies. That was the only way to describe it.