We could talk for hours. Usually it was us taking turns talking about either my paintings, or Creme’s crush on Wafer. They were betrothed from a young age, but she seemed to have genuine feelings for him. He was a little bitter back then, but never was rude to her, or me, given that I was her best friend.

Cumulus: He’s always been like that. For as long as I’ve known him, at least. Just not so extreme.

Aurora: Do you know at all why?

Cumulus: I think I do. I just hope you have some time to listen.

Aurora: I have nothing better to do, Maman.

Cumulus: Alright, then.