Set-mena smirked, leaning back on the bench he was sitting on, his arms spread out on the back. It felt good to be in California, where the sun was shining and there were plenty of things to do. It had been his turn to choose where they next settled, and he had given it no second thought. California was where he wanted to be, attending music festivals with his soulmate and enjoying life to the fullest.
It really was the best life.
He had let his hair grow out in recent years, fitting their image as young "hipsters", an aesthetic they had both grown to appreciate and one that fit the lifestyle they wanted. It was strangely fun to sit back, sipping iced coffee out of one of those fancy tumbler cups and listen to indie music. And the best part was that they were still together.
Set-mena glanced up, the corners of his lips curling up as a figure appeared in front of him. "And I was beginning to think you'd abandoned me," he said in a wry tone, his eyes sparkling.