-Loving Under The Moon-

-Conversations-

You had gained a steady beat with Francoeur, both striding to the music while Lucille sang about this new romance. It was between Man, and the Moon. L'homme, et Le Soleil.
         Both masculine and intertwining perfectly. As you began to start singing again, Your moon shaped swing came down, and you hopped on it. Being pulled away from him, you let your arm follow him, like you still were trying to hold him, and be held.
          The scene ended as you watched the curtains fall, and the music stopped. The swing came down, and you thanked the operators after getting off. Walking over to the happy two, you congratulated Francoeur on his amazing performance. 
         “You did amazing! Was that your first show?” “Ah no, Y/N that was one of his normal performances, when you left to go to the UK, he visited in your stead.” Lucille answered for him. “Ah, alright. “ you turned towards him, “ So, how long have you two known each other?”
           He let out some chirp noises in response. Lucille snickered, and you stood there, confused. “He can’t talk as well as he can sing.” she informed you. “Oh, thats okay. A little confusing, but alright.”