"I don't drink coffee...but you can come by my house later-"
Mela: Well...ok...
"bye~"
-she crosses the road-
Mela walks the other way, heading towards a forest
a few hours later
Mela doesn't text or call, and she certainly doesn't show up at Darien's house.
-Darien takes a shower,gets dressed,and lays on her bed-
Darien hears very faint singing, carried on the breeze. It's a beautiful and unfamiliar tune.
"hm?..."
-Darien looks out her window-
She can't see the source, but it seems to be coming from the woods
"Fair girl, your eyes...they haunt my soul...as the moon haunts the night..."
