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Written for @gracetopher-week Day 4: Night.
“Here,” Kit said, handing a star-shaped earbob off to Grace. “It fell as you were ascending the ladder.” “Oh. I did not notice.” “Quite alright,” Christopher said. “Angel, I am glad that Shadowhunters do not exchange rings. We would both lose ours in a heartbeat.” “We would, at that,” Grace said. “But it is of no consequence now. We have the stars at our fingertips!” “That is true.” Kit smiled, his lavender eyes alight. “Do you wish to go first?” “It would be chivalrous of you to allow me the first glimpse,” Grace teased. - Or, Grace and Christopher travel to California to experience stars at the newly-opened Mount Wilson Observatory.
