The Moosehead Tavern [1]

Jace stays where he is, thinking that Rayah wanted some space, and dozes off a few times, dreaming of the orange skies and silver grass before they turned to ash.

I fell asleep there, by the tree and woke up with snow in my hair. I smiled and got up and walked through the doors so I wouldn't wake Jace. I sat down at the bar, "Gimme' a beer." I said tired.

Jace wakes and slips his boots on, noticing that Rayah isn't in the room once again. He walks downstairs and finds her at the bar. Sneaking up from behind, Jace wraps his arms around her.

"Ah!" I screamed, "Oh Hi..." I said shivering. "How was y-your sleep?"

"Twas good." Jace sits down. "Why are you shivering?"

He takes his jacket off and wraps it around her shoulders.

"Oh I-I fell asleep o-outside." I wrapped my arms around him. "I dozed off."

Jace holds her and tries to warm her up. "Is it snowing still?"

"Yeah." I buried my face in his chest. My hands started defrosting.

Jace nods. "Well, you'll warm up soon."

I nodded, "Your so warm." I let go and took a sip of my drink. "Todays my birthday." I said smiling.

"Happy Birthday!" Jace smiles.

"Thanks." I yawned. I looked at him as he smiled, "I love your smile." I said shaking my head at him.

Jace laughs. "And I love yours, birthday girl."

"My smile sucks." I said grinning. "I need your opinion." I took out some lipstick.
"Without lipstick..." I showed him my lips. "Or with." I said putting some rose red on. "With or without?"

"Either one is fine with me." Jace says, kissing her.