Ā Ā Ā It was close to nine-thirty when Aeron emerged from the metro, hands tucked into jacket pockets as he traced a path to the bowling alley. Though a particularly long shift had left him more irritable and disillusioned by humanity than usual, the star found his mood picking up the closer he drew to the establishment and the curly-haired boy set to meet him there. It was their first date in what felt like ages, a long-awaited chance for them to bask in each other's presence after weeks of distracted kisses and too brief moments. So as he rounded the corner to see Harry waiting patiently by the entrance, the elder couldn't help but smile, a soft 'ahem' announcing his arrival as he padded closer. "--Hello, stranger."







