Vanitas✨

It was a typical autumn day in Paris, a light rain was drumming on the windows, and the leaves were falling on the already slightly yellow grass. You and your boyfriend Vanitas were walking around the evening city while everyone was hurrying home after a long day at work. You were passing by the fountain, into which you had fallen so long ago in the summer. You felt comfortable next to Vanitas, as you felt a strong sympathy for him, as he did for you. Your hands were holding each other, intertwining your fingers. Not much time has passed since that very meeting with Vanitas's "brother" (Mikhail), and not much time since your brutal fight, but you were able, although not the first time, to talk and explain everything that was bothering you, and you successfully made peace, and then things went on and you became a couple. -Hey, Noah, look. Vanitas said pointing to a cafe that had a delicious apple pie

• I remember when you tried the pie there, you almost beamed from its taste) he said in a cheerful tone with a hint of playfulness.
• Maybe we should go there? he suggested, gently squeezing your hand

You are walking through evening Paris and see a familiar cafe.