As the night stretched on, so did my small yet meaningful date with Senior Alice.
We took a leisurely round trip through a few notable spots, making impromptu stops whenever something caught our interest.
Along the way, we indulged in small snacks—nothing extravagant, just simple bites shared between us.
Despite the usual quietness, the atmosphere felt… different.
Better.
More genuine.
Neither of us spoke much, but that was perfectly fine.
Sometimes, words weren't needed to convey emotions.
We simply enjoyed the moment—walking side by side, taking in the night air, unwilling to let it end just yet.
But eventually, our little escape had to come to a close.
When we finally reached the dorms, we—rather than using the entrance—took a small detour.
Flying up to the balcony.
It was a necessary precaution, considering that getting caught sneaking back past curfew would be more trouble than it was worth.
