 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary was glad for the lit path to guide him. On this particular evening, he was looking forward to being outdoors and enjoying the atmosphere. As he surveyed the night sky, he knew this was exactly what was written in his stars for his evening. He also suddenly hoped that there would be snacks; he would even indulge in a sweet treat or two.
Arriving at the clearing, the second year immediately noted that Gert was not yet there. That was fine as there was one cute owl named Hamish present; this meant that Ary was indeed in the right place. “Hi, Hamish. I’ll keep you company.” Because there was every intention on his part to sit on a pouf right beside the owl. To pass the time, a blue paperclip was taken from his pocket which he proceeded to bend and shape. |