Luce smiled gently. She looked up at the roof of the treehouse. There was some small holes, but then one large one that would could see the night sky through. "It needs to be repaired." She said softly, looking back at him.
Damon's grin stretched a little wider on his face when she said yes. "Good." He said quietly and kissed her forehead. He continued on walking, the street lit up by the street lights. His sneakers slapped against the pavement.
Damon's grin stretched a little wider on his face when she said yes. "Good." He said quietly and kissed her forehead. He continued on walking, the street lit up by the street lights. His sneakers slapped against the pavement.


