Atarah Klyte
It appears that Rare is prepared once again; he has brought a blanket for us to lay on the grass and has also brought our food. So, the theme of our date today is a picnic/stargazing. It's eight o'clock in the evening, so the moon shines brightly, and millions of stars twinkle in the sky.
"Why are you so quiet?" he asked, raising his voice. I've been silent ever since I learned he'll be leaving.
"Ah, nothing, just lost in thought," I replied, gazing up at the sky. Rare and I are sitting side by side, both wrapped in the layers of the evening.
"What's on your mind? Don't overthink, baby," he whispered, leaning in so close that our noses almost touched.
"I'm not even tired, haha," I said with a slight smile, causing him to raise an eyebrow.
"Shall we head home? I'll drop y
