Somewhere on the edge of civilisation, two hearts observe the stary sky. One asks questions about all of the constellations while the other if focused on the closest and brightest star in her life~
Well, they are a couple, so not much I can do about it~ Maybe if we would the magical thing called "non-canon", then they might enjoy themselves a mister... or two... or a whole gang of misters ;D
Well, they are a couple, so not much I can do about it~ Maybe if we would the magical thing called "
