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ℕight just arrived and the witch another night survived. It felt like a dream to be back at the beach, it seemed like tonight the fun was meant for each. Her simple white dress was making her figure shine, and as she waited she drank a bit of wine. The night was going to be filled with colors thanks to the fireworks, it was like watching the night itself become an artwork.
℣anitas was running late, or maybe she was just early. Naminé was sitting on a rock as she watched the stars, a plastic cup half empty on her hands. Not to far from her was a box filled with fireworks, she might of bought more then what they needed but she figure he could of stay with the rest when they were done. The place she decided to sit was exactly where he first show her what were fireworks, just by sitting there at night had brought to many memories on her head. One thing she never did was tell Vanitas the place they were going to meet, but she figured as much that he would knew. Another thing was for sure... she had no idea what this night had for her.
The last time Naminé went to the beach with him brought a lot of confusion to her. They passed from best friends to secret lovers, only to end up as best friend all over again but the attraction itself never went away, at least not on her side.
The cold wind of the night was already setting up. "Where is he?..." She said out loud. "Would he forgot and ditch me?" She frowned, not wanting that to happen, she would of make life hell to him if it was true. Her fragile arms got wrapped around her body for keeping herself warm. Her head moved from left to right to inspect the area but no sign of him, yet, she went back to look at the sky and notice the lack of colors, she still thought it was beautiful, but Vanitas did show her a much beautiful way for the sky.