The temperature was slowly falling, leaves gently fell off the trees in a flurry of spectacular colors, and Asra couldn't be happier. She snuggled her face happily into her scarf, closing her eyes contentedly and smiling. Fall had always been her favorite season.
"Step riiiiight up! Look at these lovely dragons! Don't ya just wanna give on of em' a big smooch?"
Asra looked in the direction of the loud dragon's voice to see what was happening. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that a brightly colored, very enthusiastic Mirror was running a kissing booth of all things. The idea of kissing a total stranger made Asra a little antsy, the only dragon she intended to kiss was one that she had a relationship with. Asra was just about to walk away from the strange setup when something that one of her clanmates said to her popped into her head.
"How do you expect yourself to do anything, Asra? Honestly, you're so full of anxiety I can feel how scared you are all the time from across the clan. You've gotta get over some stuff or you're gonna turn out as one of those dragons that's by themselves for the rest of their life." That dragon was later scolded heavily for being so harsh, but Asra knew that that dragon was right. If she could give a small kiss to a dragon she didn't know, she might be able to earn a little respect from her clanmates. With shaking legs and a fast-beating heart, Asra made her way towards the kissing booth.
Asra knew for sure that talking with the Mirror would be too much, so she inched her way around him, trying not to make eye contact. Eventually, she came to the area where three dragons were sitting, those were most likely the dragons that were part of the booth. They noticed Asra sneaking around the Mirror and smiled understandingly. A black and white Guardian came toward Asra, and her white eyes were absolutely stunning.
"Hello," The Guardian said, a warm smile on her face. "Are you here for the booth?" Asra nodded, her eyes looking everywhere but the Guardian's face.
"Are you going to be comfortable doing this?" Asra didn't even know the answer to that question. She thought this would be a terrifying experience, but after seeing the Guardian she was speaking to, she felt a little excitement about the whole kissing thing. Asra decided she would just nod, and the Guardian did the same, her smile growing a bit.
"Alright, then." The Guardian said, slowly beginning to lean closer to Asra's face. Asra closed her eyes and braced herself for the kiss. The kiss was quick, but not offensively quick, and gentle. Asra opened her eyes, and found that she was making direct eye contact with the beautiful Guardian. Asra wanted to run away, but she wanted to know one more thing before she left.
"W-what's your name?" Asra internally scolded herself for her shaky voice, but the Guardian didn't seem to mind.
"My name is Sacra." The Guardian replied. "What's your's?"
"A-Asra." The Guardian chuckled and Asra felt her face getting hot.
"Well, Asra, I hope the rest of your day goes well, and maybe we'll meet up again."
Asra gave Sacra a small smile, and walked away. She really did hope she would see that Guardian again.
