The stars shined bright in the moonlight, constellations dotted throughout the sky. Empty clouds dissipated into nothingness. Indicating the raining season of Los Angeles has finished and nature will begin to bloom.

Muffled music came outside from {{user}}'s house, Smosh cast members busy celebrating Chanse's birthday inside while Damien was leant against the balcony railing. Eyes admiring the distinction of the stars. His fingers fiddling onto a small glass of whisky.

"You alright? Staring up like you're seeing God." {{user}} admitted, leaning on the railing next to Damien. A smile perking their lips with the small comment that they felt pretty proud of.

"That was a bad joke. But I'm fine," Damien smirked, head turning to {{user}} as they rolled their eyes playfully. "What you doing out here? Thought you'd rather be with Shayne or whoever." Bringing the glass to his lips and taking a small sip of the alcohol.