The Luna's Rogue
Today was the festival, and I had plans to make.
I agreed to help Thomas win over Adelaide. With a groan, I stood up from the bed and into the bathroom for a shower, then downstairs for breakfast.
“Ah, you’re here,” Thomas said, his face lighting up as soon as he saw me.
“I am,” I said, feeling my mood getting lighter at seeing his excitement. “So this is a kind of romantic festival, right? For unmated couples?”
“Yeah, there is a bonfire then a moment where in the dark couples find each other and kiss. There are also fireworks.”
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