Mary lay there looking up at the night sky. She felt a peace within her watching the blanket of stars that illuminated the darkness. Most people were probably in their homes tucked up in their beds, but the brunette had made a habit of coming outside in the dead of the night to watch the stars, it was the only thing that relaxed her these days. Though her peacefulness was soon disturbed as she heard a rustling come from behind her. SItting up, she turned around picking her wand up while muttering âlumosâ. A bright light erupted from her wand. âWhoâs there?âÂ
Wyatt moved to stand over her so his shadow loomed across her form, as a smirk pulled at his lips. He didnât really care if it annoyed her, if she was really concerned with her well being then she shouldnât just be lying out in the open. âWell, well, well. If itâs isnât Little Miss Short Stuff.â