ᵉⁿᵍˡⁱˢʰ avada kedavra [Riven | Fate - The Winx Saga]

14

What would the end of a party be without a kiss?

As far as Aspen was concerned, the blonde light fairy was right in a certain point, because the 'fire devil' was a person who gave far more than all that people said about him with an interesting character. With Stella this meant in the first place that the guy was hot, like so many guys otherwise they would not be interesting to her, but as far as Sierra was concerned, there it was his view towards the abilities of the fairies. It was about thinking outside the box and not stopping right at the point where teaching stops, otherwise you would never know how far your abilities reached. Reaching one's full potential was what it was supposed to be about.

The end of the party was reached at the point when the party community moved from inside to outside, completely destroying the pleasant atmosphere. Even before that, more people were hanging out in the courtyard with Aspen and Sierra, but with the newcomers, it abruptly became noisy, making it hard to talk and so crowded that you had to watch where you stepped lest you collide with someone holding a cup.

"And with that, the party is obviously over," Aspen snorted, closing his hand and having to take a step to the side as a group of guys, cleared all the alcohol into the yard, "Sorry."

"Don't be," Sierra countered, thinking the exact same thing, knowing full well that here in a moment, some stupid games were about to begin, "I was here, and so Stella can't be on my case for shirking the party and holed up in my room. All good according to that."

"Then I'm reassured," a quick glance to the group followed, who were assembling tables with the very best of moods, audible moods, and shortly thereafter, feeling cup after cup, "They'll be looking forward to tomorrow's class."

"Oh yeah," Sierra agreed with a laugh.

Some of them will definitely possess headaches or fall asleep at any moment, if not both.

At Sierra's uncertain glance around, not quite knowing how to "say goodbye" to a person she'd just met hours earlier in the night, she then gave a, 'Well then. Good night'. A smirk then settled on Aspen's lips, who after nodding and taking her first steps, grabbed her wrist and pulled it back to him, where he placed his hands on her cheek and pressed his lips, gently to hers.

"Good night.", Aspen whispered afterwards, stroking Sierra's neck with his thumb, before he gave her a second, fleeting kiss as a farewell.