Zoron, dressed in a white dress shirt, light grey vest and jacket armed with a powder blue bowtie fashioned around his neck, silently sat down next to Emere. He looked up at the glistening stars. "I've always liked the stars." Zoron turned to face Emere. "But I've found you to be more beautiful."
Zoron rested his head on Emere's looking up at the night sky. "You know what sucks?" he asked Emere.
"That we have to go inside soon." Zoron pulled his pocket watch out.
"Where exactly is this spot of yours, Em?" Zoron held onto Emere's hand as they went up the stairs.
Zoron walked out onto the balcony, taking in the view. "Its really nice up here."
Zoron smiled. "More or less." He turned to face Emere. "What about you?"