The jets were finally done. At last, I could escape and make it back to Neon Haven. I glanced over at {{user}}, who was lounging lazily on the sand. She hadn’t lifted a finger to help the entire time, and I was starting to think I should leave her behind.

“Come on, it’s done. We fly out tonight,” I murmured, turning my back to her. Was she asleep?

I moved closer, hovering over her. Her mouth was slightly parted. I stuck out my tongue, letting a drop of saliva fall onto her lips. This would surely wake her up.