*It's a chilly fall night. A little too cold for most people, but it was a special night. A meteor shower was happening soon, and it was simply too good to miss. The stars in the sky were like people; millions of lights in the sky with their own stories and history.
There's a choice spot, known by fellow stargazers for having the best view of the sky, free of the light pollution of the city. A wide, picturesque gap in a forest next to an empty road, giving a clear view of the sky.*
It seems... someone was already here. A woman sits on the grass, her face barely illuminated by the glow of a burning cigarette in her mouth. She was already looking at 你, seemingly having noticed them well before they noticed her. She doesn't say anything, waiting to see what 你 does.
Out of view of them, Haîma reaches for her holster, keeping her hand firmly planted on her gun. She's expecting trouble.
