There wasn't a thing in Anna's life where she didn't find satisfying or where she didn't find happiness. Everywhere she went from just driving through an empty highway in New York City, to just reading a book in peace in her small little apartment… she always had a smile on her face. Sure, life wasn't perfect, and perfection just didn't exist, but for Anna, this was the perfect life.

She wasn't particularly a party person, but she was a people person. She could totally down shots after shots without getting her ass dropped to the floor in mere seconds, but anything crazier…? Taking drugs? No, that was out of her league.

She didn't like dressing particularly in a tight black dress either, ready to seduce the hell out of women. She wasn't fond of seducing women anyway. Or… she didn't know how to. Women would usually come to her… and recently, things weren't really going great in terms of hookups or relationships.

Honestly, she was a bit of a tomboy. A nerdy one. Nobody would like that. She always had big lens as her glasses with flimsy thin wiring, but it was the trend nowadays. Her outfit always included a boyfriend or tightly fitted jeans and a neon colored t-shirt that was two times her size loosely tucked under her belt. Really, she didn't have the best fashion, but whatever was comfortable for her… would just be comfortable. It was always this.

A laid-back lifestyle without a thing to worry about.

It was a Thursday, a rainy day, even, when Jasmine had begged and dragged Anna out of her house for a night in the club. There was some sort of event going on that Anna wasn't particularly interested in, but she entertained the idea, knowing that she hadn't been out of the house for a long time. She was… writing a novel, after all.

"Come on! This is going to be fun, who knows who you're gonna end up knocking boots with!" the friend stated, one hand pushing the door to the club open and another grasping Anna's wrist.

To Anna's curiosity, she looked up to see a flashy pink neon sign, titling the club, "Cape Town". What an odd name, she wondered, especially for a club. "W-Wait, Jasmine -" She nudged the bridge of her glasses to position it on her nose correctly.

The woman turned around once, frowning. Immediately, she snatched those glasses off Anna's face and places it right into her denim jacket chest pocket. "Hey, I told you to wear contacts!"

Anna just stood there, blocking the people coming into the entrance. Only when she heard a few coughs from the back, she stepped right into the club and to the side. "Why should I? I mean… you dragged me out while I was still writing…"

"I dragged you out because you were still writing! How many days have you seen anyone? Talked to anyone?"

She raised a good point. Anna wasn't stopping there. "I have my characters to talk to -"

"Nope." A hand immediately slapped right on Anna's mouth. "I don't want to hear more of how your characters romantically fell in love in some… dystopian society. Anna, we are here to have fun! Do you know what fun means?" Jasmine raised her eyes, but Anna knew better not to give her an answer. She shook her head. "Fun means talking to people, having drinks, dancing. And, hey, look there's an arcade area right in the back. Isn't that your thing?"

Anna shrugged. "Mm morh intho -" Her hand pulled away, granting Anna relief. "I was gonna say, I'm more into like… Nintendo or -"

"Okay, enough, you nerd. We don't have that shit here. Come on!"

Before Anna could even say another word, Jasmine had dragged her right into a more… opened space. Opened as in a dining booth with two other strangers making out with each other, cigarettes between their fingers, and a table full of ashtrays and empty beer bottles. She could barely see what was even in front of her - honestly she couldn't even see at all with the lights being so dim, and the background music getting louder and louder. Not that it would obscure her sight but -

Whatever. She must have looked like the most uncomfortable person in the world here. Her eyes wandered around, noticing everybody was either grinding or dancing each other, dressed in their party outfits, while Anna was… being just Anna.

She cleared her throat to herself, fingers instinctively twirling around the tip of her braid. Her eyes wandered aimlessly, and she figured, if she was going to be here, she might as well try to fit in a bit. She turned to Jasmine… oh God. She hadn't even realized time had passed this quickly if Jasmine had her arms and body all around this fucking dude already.

She must have been drunk in embarrassment, watching them, because she just… froze. Sure, she had seen Jasmine flirting and hooking up with guys, plenty of guys, but she was never going to get used to it.

Maybe this is my time to slip away…? Oh no, that's totally rude. Her butt began scooting away though. Slowly. Carefully. Jasmine could not notice this.

And just like that, after a few seconds, she stood, walked through the crowd, until she was way in the back where the arcades were. Luckily, there weren't many people, but there were still a few people entertaining themselves to games.

She was in awe, honestly. She wasn't that big of a gamer, but it had been so long since she had seen such a big and old collection of games. Slowly, she walked through them all, a smile forming, fingers still twirling on her braid. Pac-Man, Space Invaders, Street Fighter…

"Hans, I told you time and time again, us is never going to happen." The bathroom door creaked open and close. And then, it repeated again. Heels and boots start stalking out.

"Oh, come on! Don't knock it till you try it!"

"I've knocked it once and I've tried it once, I am not interested in guys like you."

"You're missing out!"

"Good! It's nothing special anyway. Maybe come back when it's half off -"

Anna immediately let out a quite an inhumane gurgle as she stumbled back a few steps, gasping when she felt cold liquid dripping down her shirt.

"Ugh… damn it…"

The redhead perked her head up, fumbling for her glasses. Surely, she had heard a glass mug shattering on the floor, spilling all the content. "Oh god, I'm s-so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going, and -" Her hands reached out to her body and a napkin in her pocket, and began patting down the person's body. Her brain must have been completely fried from writing that novel because she was completely unaware that this… was a woman. And her hands were on her chest.

Angelic chuckles rang Anna's ears. "No, that's fine. Thank you. I'm sorry, I was too busy screaming at this idiot to notice you."

"N-No, no, totally my fault -"

Oh no. She had gazed up, her eyes completely widened. She couldn't believe her sight. Sure, the club was quite dark, but the arcade games all around her gave her as much colorful lighting as it could to show that the person she was touching… was a woman. A gorgeous woman. With light makeup, thick, soft platinum blonde hair, pink cheeks, plumped lips, and it all complimented so well on her cool, sexy outfit…

And she had made a mess on it. Touching her inappropriately without realizing.

Quickly, she pulled her hands back in horror, but the other side of her brain suddenly screamed to clean that mess… and she was completely fried again. Another inhumane whimper came out of her mouth with her eyes widened like she had just seen hell. "S-S-S -"

The blonde tilted her head in curiosity, quirking an eyebrow up. She didn't say anything for a moment, but when she gazed down at herself, she seemed to understand that poor, poor reaction. "Oh, this? Don't worry about it. It's not like it's my favorite outfit or anything." Eyes began rolling.

Anna could be so dense sometimes, but she, at least, knew this was sarcasm. "O-Oh God, I'm sorry -"

She widened her eyes. "Oh, no, no, no! That was… that was my poor attempt on joking around. It's fine. A bit soothing actually. I guess I should thank you?" She turned around. "Huh, he's gone…"

Uh…"I-I touched you -"

"I'm also calling the police for sexual assault." Silence. The woman crossed her arms together. "See? Poor attempt to joke around. We're both girls here. Relax."

Oh. Relax. I forget about that concept sometimes. And, finally, Anna let out a deep breath that she had been holding in this entire time. "Um… this is… I-I mean, name's Anna, by the way?" She reached her hand out for the woman to shake… and pulled away soon after. "I-I'd shake your hand, but… it's full of beer. Sticky."

The woman in front of her laughed, head thrown back. Quite a beautiful laugh honestly. And Anna was in awe. She wanted to hear that again, but she wondered… if she would ever get the chance to even see her again. She worried her lip at the thought.

"After having beer thrown at each other, you're scared of a simple handshake? No… I'd give you a hug if I could. Actually… I owe you a drink for ruining your shirt." She tapped Anna's shoulder as she passed her. "Wait here, I'll be back with… what do you drink?"

"Beer is fine."

"Two beers."

Anna blinked. "W-Wait, you never told me your… name…" She turned, but the beautiful blonde had already been drowned into the crowd. That was fine. It wasn't like she was much in a hurry to know her name… and perhaps, this was just going to be a one-time thing.

She huffed and walked to an empty arcade booth, inserting a quarter in. It was going to be quite a wait for her to come back, knowing that other people would be ordering drinks before her. For a while or like… fifteen minutes, she had been going through multiple rounds of Pac-Man… and it wasn't just to pass through time either. She had been thinking… indulging herself into staring at those colorful pixels.

It almost felt like… drugs, honestly. Her ears and eyes were all blocking out anything in the background, and all she was simply focusing on was this yellow creature eating dots, trying to to get away from these monsters. And only when everything was all said and well… what was the reward for that? Absolutely nothing.

"Anna?" The redhead blinked, turning to see the blonde with two mugs of beer, one in each hand. The smile on her face was a refreshing sight. "Is… something on your mind?"

Anna chewed on her lip. Suddenly, a sound that resembled 'game over' rang, and they both turned to the screen. It would be about thirty seconds before the next round started. Being offered the glass of beer, Anna took it. "Thanks."

"Mm. Cheers to us for…"

Anna chuckled. "Um… for dirtying our clothes with beer?"

The woman mirrored the same soft expression. "Cheers to that." Clank. "So, are you willing to tell me what made you so… blanked out that you didn't even notice me?"

3, 2, 1… Anna placed the glass down on the table and got back to her game. "Well, it's kinda boring… but, it's kinda my thing?"

"Do tell. My ears are all open." The woman smiled with grace, leaning her gorgeous self against the side of the booth across from Anna. Indeed, with just a glimpse, Anna could see all attention was on her.

"Well, you know, how Pac-Man… the game, the little guy… people think there's a happy story to it. But, it's quite sad, honestly. This poor guy is constantly feeding and feeding… avoiding these demons, just to advance to the next level, and it just continues all over again like it's a maze. Each time it gets harder and harder for him to get through each level until at one point… it's game over. There's no ending to it. We're not the same, but people do believe their actions are caused by some higher beings without knowing what kind of endings they have. Humans… humans need endings. A closure. Experiencing something over and over again can be so tiring that it slowly turns into torture. But Pac-Man doesn't seem to mind it because he's not in control. Just like how we, in a way, aren't in control of how and when we die in a natural way. We don't mind it. Death… is scary, but it's a way to start anew. We just don't know it."

Game over. The song suddenly sounded more somber than it was supposed to be, and Anna stood up straight with a sigh. "I-I guess, I'm talking out of my ass, right?"

The woman, though, did not seem to find this weird at all. While she hadn't said anything, arms crosses, beer in hand… her eyes gave full attention to Anna. "This is your thing?"

Anna laughed, gazing down in a slight embarrassment. "W-Well, I write novels for a living. My characters don't have control of what they do… I do. I control them. I mean it's like… cruel, in a way. But romance can never be cruel right?" Anna gazed at her, and oddly… the ways their eyes met gave the woman a sense of comfort. Almost like they had known each other and had connected with each other before. If anything… it felt real. Her heart felt warm, and she wondered… if this woman felt the same way too.

The soft smile on the girl emerged once more. "It depends on who you find, honestly. Love is such a mysterious concept. Such a powerful concept. It's sad how people would do anything for love. You can't control love."

"Heh, ever been with many people?"

Elsa scoffed. "Oh, no, people? I just haven't found the right one." She paused. "Have you?"

Anna shrugged. "I got dragged here by a friend. I mostly stay home. So… no."

"Really? No wonder, you're a little awkward." She winked. "I like awkward people. They're much easier to talk to than… well, people."

Anna wasn't sure if she should laugh or feel offended. "Y-Yeah, I'm just… I like people." What the fuck? She almost smacked her own head for saying something stupid like that. "I-I mean… the guy before… he wasn't your -"

"Him? Oh, Jesus Christ, Anna, he's just… an idiot. Hans has been chasing me for months. He just couldn't take a hint. Besides… boys suck."

"Boys…" Intriguing.

"I'm more into… beautiful women, who I could talk to with ease."

Oh. That was what she meant. Anna almost felt unworthy. Beautiful wasn't what she was. "Y-Yeah, of course!" She ran her fingers on the rim of the mug. "It's just… I haven't found anyone."

"You'll find someone. Don't worry. You want to find it here in this city?"

Anna nodded. "Yeah. Here is… fine. Only here."

"You must enjoy the city."

"The people… the atmosphere, I mean, it's not perfect. But I'm in peace. You don't enjoy it?"

Elsa dropped her head and smiled. Silently, she pulled out a lighter and a cigarette placed between her lips. Lighting it, she puffed out a few clouds of smoke just a moment after. "I don't believe in it."

She doesn't… And before Anna was able to say anything, she watched as the woman walked past her, and a small bell jingled as the backdoor opened and closed. Anna… was in awe honestly.

She was so… cool and collected. Sure, Anna was just the opposite of that, but something like this… was such a beautiful sight. Anna had lost her breath once again, and had once again, froze in her spot.

She wasn't sure if she should be going out and follow her. Though, realizing it was pouring rain out, and with her wearing so little clothes… she widened her eyes and turned back around, running out to the alleyway.

Head darting from side to side, she finally noticed the woman all by herself, eyes gazing up to the night, rainy sky against the nightclub's red brick wall. She puffed out another series of smoke before pulling the cigarette stick out of her mouth and to her side.

In the background, the music and all the shouting were muffled, and all that was clear were the sound of cars honking and the rain plopping down on the ground.

Anna flushed, immediately taking off her jacket as she came closer to the woman. She stood beside her… eyeing the wall of the building next to this one, and she made sure her arms reached over the woman's head with the jacket over them to keep them dry. Mostly to keep the woman dry.

Anna cleared her throat, finding herself tippy-toeing to shield Elsa from the rain. "Y-you'll catch a cold."

The blonde raised her eyebrows, turning to Anna. For a moment, she sensed the blonde eyeing her up and down. "Well… thank you. What a gentleman."

The crimson on her cheeks grew even darker. Her toes were starting to hurt. The silence continued to make way through them, and Elsa continued to smoke.

It didn't take long until the burden of the jacket was lifted from her as Elsa replaced her fingers with her own. "You just seem tired," she smirked, "I shouldn't have worn heels, should I?"

"Heh…" Anna looked away, scratching the back of her neck. "Tall… tall is good."

"Mm. I like you without your glasses. You must look pretty. You still look beautiful." Is this… flirting?

Anna pushed her glasses up again. "I-I'll wear contacts next time." Yet, with the woman so close, she couldn't look at her. She eyed the ground like an idiot… especially when her new friend had leaned her arm against Anna's. Quite close… quite intimate.

"Contacts. Next time? Well, then, I'll surely be excited to see you next time."

"Heh, yeah…" Shit. You idiot.

"Here and the same time?"

Anna nodded. "S-Sure."

"Cool." The woman finally distanced herself. As much as Anna hated it that she did, the fragrance of the woman… still lingered. Anna was completely in a daze now. "Anna, if I may ask… why have you come here? To this city? Why not any other place? Other time?"

Anna blinked, turning to her. It was such a simple question, yet… there was a sense of longing in her words. She wasn't sure how to answer. "I-I… I don't know. I just… I didn't want it to be over yet, I guess. I didn't want the noise to be over. Ironically, it's kind of peaceful."

"Over."

"Y-Yeah! I mean, I get to have a life here. A perfect life. A peaceful life. I made friends, not necessarily family, but… we're all together in this place right? It's… fun. Reassuring that we're not alone." She looked up at her in curiosity.

"I suppose." The woman smiled.

"Why… have you come here?"

"Experience."

"E-Experience?"

The woman nodded. "I wanted to see how it feels like… to live a life filled with love. It doesn't matter where I go. Believe it or not, I was married."

Anna widened her eyes. "O-Oh…"

That prompted her to laugh. "Don't be surprised. We got divorced. It wasn't anything special, but I wanted to feel something special here. But, as I said… I don't believe in this city."

Odd. This is odd. The redhead full turned her body to her for a moment, head tilting, eyes squinting. She wasn't sure what had gotten into her when she grabbed the woman's arm, prompting the blonde to look her way. Those blue eyes… while acted in surprise kept Anna's attention. "Have we… met?"

She raised an eyebrow, and Anna could just see the question marks floating around her. "I'm not quite sure… what makes you think that?"

"I-I don't know. Impulse? Deja vu?" She shook her head. "I-I mean, what's your name?"

"Ah, I haven't told you, have I? I'm Elsa."

"Elsa…"

Elsa bowed her head a little. "It's… a pleasure to meet you, Anna."

"Oh, it's… the best pleasure."

"Of course."

Anna looked away for a moment, shyly biting her bottom lip. That smile she'd always have when she met someone interesting… she'd gladly show it. For her? Strangely, she didn't want to show her that smile just yet. So she let this silence embrace them.

She listened to the sound of music in the club, feeling Elsa's arm brushing on her own, watching droplets of rain cascade down the wall of the building in front of her… and the scent of cigarette smoke entered Anna's lungs, but… she didn't mind it.

This was fine, this silence. She was beside someone that was easy to talk to and wanted her company. Honestly, she was glad Jasmine had brought her out to this club or else… things would have ended quite differently. Her characters would get their bittersweet, romantic ending… but she wouldn't have the start of her own romantic scene either. Not yet. Right now though… she wondered about the different paths she could take with and for this Elsa.

Puffing her cheeks, she rocked her feet to and fro, head tilting up to look at the sky.

"How long do you have?"

"Huh?" Anna perked her head to the side. She knew what she was being asked. "Oh well… they said I have a month or two, but… it's not like they've been repeating that for the past year." She chuckled, and there was a small uneasiness in her voice when she said that. "You?"

Elsa shrugged. "Probably a little longer. I am just… visiting."

"Ah."

"So far… being here isn't too bad. The experience." She stomped her cigarette on the ground, breathing out the last of the puff of smoke. Those eyes… Anna couldn't escape those eyes staring at her. She could drown in it if she wanted to -

"Oh, Elsa! You're here!"

Which… then, broke when the guy, Hans, she was talking to slammed the backdoor open. The blonde didn't seem quite amused though, dropping the jacket around Anna's shoulder. "Hans, I told you, what happened last week was just one time. One!"

He raised his arms in disappointment and dropped them to his sides. "Come on, woman, we can give it a second try! You're gonna be gone anyway -"

"No. Find other girls."

"That's boring -"

"I don't particularly enjoy the company of boring people." She took a step back, eyeing Anna, this time. The redhead, unable to even get a single cue, just tilted her head. And before this Hans was able to say anything else… "Anna, run!"

She didn't want to run. Wasn't sure if she wanted to. But her legs had already taken off through the alleyway, anyway. A pair of footsteps followed just right after, and it was no mistaking that Elsa was the one behind her. There was something so adventurous and so refreshing about this… and knowing that Anna had never done something as to running through alleyways just to get away from a creepy guy had burst Anna into laughter.

The man continued to scream, but only when another pair of footsteps followed - heavier this time - Anna knew she had to be faster.

"Anna, catch!"

The redhead turned just in time to have caught Elsa's car keys.

"Elsa, get back here! I just want to talk!"

"We've talked enough! Get into the blue Toyota!"

Anna immediately spotted it and surprisingly, the doors were unlocked. Elsa wouldn't mind if she drove… or she hoped Elsa didn't, but she had gotten into the driver's seat, the engine beginning to roar when she turned it on. It didn't take long for Elsa to get into the passenger seat as well, and -

Thud! Hans had planted his face right against the window nearest to Elsa. "Please! We have to try again. I know it's stupid -"

Oh God, I'm getting the creeps. Shivers were already drawing on Anna's skin, and before she knew it, she had stepped right onto the gas pedal. Hearing a short gasp, Anna knew she had to be doing something right, because that gasp was not of horror when she sped away. It was… intriguing.

"Wow, you really did that, didn't you?"

Anna chuckled nervously. "Uh… I got… nervous. Y-You know, from him. God, what the hell was he doing?"

Elsa scoffed. "Wooing me, apparently."

"W-Well, he's not that good at it. Am I driving too fast?"

Elsa started making an uncertain face. "Hmm… I suppose you can drive faster. Excuse me…" She opened her glove box and pulled out a tape recording. It was just a short glance, but Anna could see… well, she was quite into music if she had a glove box filled with tapes, titled, "Music For the Run".

The road was empty though… and it wasn't an eerie feeling. She quite enjoyed driving through the highway with just lights chasing after her… and not somebody like Hans. She had to chuckle to herself when Elsa placed the tape into the car stereo. It took a few seconds until a certain song started playing, and all she noticed was Elsa relaxing to it. Singing to it. Her body swaying to it. "Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth… Ooh, heaven is a place on earth… they say in heaven, love comes first! Oh, this is suchhh a good song."

Anna raised her eyebrows, and most of her attention was to Elsa dancing to the beat in her seat. God, I wish I could see it all back in the club… why are you such an idiot, Anna? "That is… quite a nice song. Uh… do you know where we're heading to?"

Elsa tapped on her chin for a moment. "Well, why not drive to my loft?"

Wow. "You have a loft."

"You sound surprised. That's cute. Besides… you're going to need a new shirt."

"Oh, that's… I mean, it's only for a few hours."

"Remember? For the experience."

"Oh. Okay… a few hours… that gives us a lot of time."

"Well…" Silence. And this silence… just felt so incredibly intense. Just hearing this song… looking down the empty road, she realized… it was just the two of them. Rain wasn't bothering them. No cigarette could gave them both enough pleasure and relaxation… and when Anna could feel a hand - a cold one just contrasting to her incredible warmth - she knew what was being expected from her. And eyes… gorgeous eyes were boring into her, and even without saying, she knew Elsa's intent. "Why don't we make use of those few hours?"

Peace, not necessarily quietness, filled Elsa's dark loft, but the hints of city light from the skyscrapers down in Times Square - billboards and colorful screens - had given them enough light to see her home. It was comfortable, honestly. It was warm. And from the moment Anna thought that this was going to be uncomfortable… well, she thought wrong.

The sound of echoing car tires zooming through the wet concrete floor, how Elsa's neighbor from next door was playing his electric guitar loud enough to pierce through the thin walls… well, that's how it should be. The city life was never not interesting… and never not restless. Anna liked that though. She enjoyed the people… she enjoyed the noises around her, no matter how distant it sounded. Sometimes, though, she wished she could just listen to the ocean waves in bed.

But she was in bed… laying naked under the warm cover, legs tangled with her lover… and the scent of cigarette smoke filled the air once more. She laid on Elsa's stretched arm, turning to the side, and her eyes caught the view of the newest game that had just recently come out "Nohzdyve" from a nearby building billboard.

She turned to Elsa, who had just put out her cigarette on a glass ashtray sitting on the counter next to her. Finally, they were able to talk. Face to face… as much as they liked.

The blonde slowly laid back down, hand caressing Anna's flushed cheek. "How did it feel?" she breathed, questioning.

Anna couldn't help leaning in. "Honestly… better than I thought."

She raised her eyebrows. "Oh, you have high expectations, don't you? I can entertain that," a chuckle sounded, "You know… I thought you said you didn't have anybody. It's not a complaint, or anything. I loved it. Our time, I mean. I loved our time… together."

Anna bit her lip shyly. "O-Oh, no… I… I understand. Thank you." She paused. "You… Have you been with many girls?"

"Crushes. High school crushes. Never more. Never tried." Suddenly, Elsa's eyes fell, and the corner of her lips shrunk from its majestic smile. She scoffed to herself, shaking her head. Whatever that had been bothering Elsa… was suddenly bothering Anna. "Actually… there was one person. I could barely call it a relationship… but it was so long ago. I don't even remember her name. Her face."

"Ah…"

"You know, I lied."

"About what?"

She shifted closer to Anna, their nose barely touching… and Anna was grateful that they could remain such good and loving eye contact with each other. Because of this… she could see the ocean in her eyes, waves and waves just rolling through her iris. "About my… marriage. We never divorced. He died young."

Anna nodded. "H-He did…"

"He would never be able to experience something like this. Something so special and… romantic. Not the city… not this city, at least. Never this city… never this. He wouldn't want it." Fingers slowly slid down from Anna's cheek… and it cascaded up and down the side of her arm in such a way, that Anna was prompted to shiver. Only then… she began to breathe again when their fingers entwined.

"Why not?"

She chuckled softly. "If you'd ask me, I wouldn't know either. He couldn't stick around, after all. But I guess… the short answer is, he had his own beliefs. I do too."

And oddly… Elsa didn't seem fazed at all. No matter how long she had stared into Elsa's eyes… all she could see was love and longingness for her, and nobody else. So when Anna reached out, her thumb caressing softly on Elsa's lips, and kiss replied back… she felt that love.

Perhaps, there wasn't a moment for sadness. Not yet. This was a place where they could live, and they could live forever if they chose to. Anna wanted to. But only when she could, she could be at complete ease.

"What are your beliefs then…?" Anna questioned.

"Well, I believe… people should have a freedom to choose. He chose something because he believed it. Me? Well… I don't really quite know, myself." Feeling Elsa shift again to turn around and look at the time, she sighed. "Would you look at that…? Ten more minutes. This night is coming to an end."

Anna nodded. Midnight was coming soon. "Can we just be here…? I like it here."

The blonde laughed, and it was quite a beautiful laughter, being music to Anna's ears. Lips on Anna's head, fingers caressing her hair… and Anna gathered the courage to wrap her arms around her lover's bare body. "Sure, beautiful. We will see each other next week, won't we?"

Anna shut her eyes. "As long as it's the same place, same time…"

"And you'll show me how you look without your glasses?"

She started laughing. "Elsa, I don't have glasses now!"

The woman pouted, but even though Anna didn't have the willpower to look, she knew how cute it would have been. "It's different. Do you always wear them?"

Anna shrugged. "I mean… sometimes. It's not like I need them. It helps me write, I guess?"

"Well, you look good in them."

"Thank you. And you look good in… uh, you." She cuddled even closer to Elsa. "I have my way with words, don't worry."

"I feel like I know you."

Anna giggled. "In another life… maybe."

And for the rest of the time, Anna had fallen peacefully asleep, her lover… completely lulling her to do just that. The city was nice, of course…

Having to be here once every week at the same time, same day allowed Anna to explore so many things. Have met so many people. But right now, things were just getting better… and she couldn't wait to find her lover again the following week. With a smile on her face, she said her goodbye, and she could still hear the woman hum "heaven is a place on earth" in the most gentle… the most soothing voice. She didn't need to hear a goodbye from her. They were going to meet again soon.

And for now, they were gone from this city and from each other.