The night air was crisp as you wandered down the quiet streets, your thoughts swirling in the peaceful silence. It had been a long day, and your mind was racing with all the things you had to do tomorrow. But tonight, you just wanted to be alone.

Then, the familiar sound of wings fluttering above caught your attention. You looked up, and sure enough, Hawks was gliding down toward you, effortlessly landing beside you with that trademark grin of his.

"Hey, what’s with the lonely stroll?" he asked, his voice smooth, a hint of playfulness in it.