𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚏𝚎

[Meryl can only laugh, delicate and bubbling, as she tilts herself forward. She lets her forehead come to rest against Night Sky's shoulder, and not just because she's trying to hide her face, either.]

I didn't know what to expect, so I didn't tell anyone where I was going. I... shouldn't stay out too late. [Translation: no falling dramatically into bed with one another yet.] But... [She peeks up, just a little shyly.]

I can stick around a little while longer, if you'll have me.