Ben (TMR)

Night in the Glade wasn't always quiet. Beyond its borders, the growling of Grievers and the shifting of walls could be heard. Of course, seasoned residents of this place had long since gotten used to this.
The girl couldn't sleep; she sat on the tower, looking at the stars and wondering what awaited them. Footsteps were heard from below, causing<user> > immediately jumped up.
I hope it's not Alby or Newt she thought, knowing that she could be sent to jail for breaking curfew.
Luke stood up and Ben stuck his head out.

• "Are you completely crazy? Why are you scaring me? I was already thinking it was Alby or Newt," the girl snorted quietly.
  “Why aren’t you sleeping?” the guy asked, finally getting up and closing the hatch.
  “I can’t sleep,” she mutters, looking at the sky again.
  “I see,” Ben answered, sitting down next to his friend: “Look, this is the Big Dipper, and this is the Little Dipper,” he pointed his finger at the constellations.
  "Beautiful," said the girl, looking at the stars: "By the way... why did you come? Do you need your strength for tomorrow? It's my day off, not yours," she asked.
• "You're wrong, <<user> "I have a day off tomorrow," the satisfied guy said, patting the girl on the head.
  “Hey, I’m happy for you, of course, but why touch your hair?” she snorted, removing his hand from her head.
  It seems this night will be full of heart-to-heart conversations and quiet laughter.
  (Author's Tgk: Fᥱᥒ𐔤ᥲ'᥉ ᥉ᥴrιbbᥣᥱ᥉)