Alicarde met Malefica in a quiet section of one of the university parking lots. He slipped into her car, and without a word, they drove off. It was midday, but the cool air signaled the nearing of winter—Winter Fest was only a week or two away.
Malefica remained silent as she drove, her focus on the road. She was wearing a stunning green dress, complemented by elegant dangling earrings that swayed with each turn.
Alicarde couldn't help but notice her beauty, and part of him wanted to make an offhand comment. However, he restrained himself, unsure of how she'd react.
As they wound through the city streets, the silence between them grew unbearable. Finally, Alicarde broke it.
"Don't you think it's weird?"
Malefica smirked without taking her eyes off the road.
"I was wondering when you were finally going to speak. Something tells me I'll regret answering that question… but go on, what's weird?"