16 Charles Leclerc

It's 2:43 a.m. It's quite chilly outside, but quiet. You've recently picked up a hobby. You've often started going out onto the balcony at night, and inspired by the calm of the night, you write poetry. Night always has a special atmosphere.

Charles was sleeping until he realized there was no one next to him and the pillow was cold. He noticed this when he wanted to hug you in his sleep. He woke up and, having come to his senses a little, he sent you a message.
"kitten, you again?"