After a series of weary steps, they finally emerged onto the roadside, now sparsely dotted with people drifting like shadows in both directions. Most shops had already shuttered for the night, their flickering neon signs buzzing intermittently, struggling against the darkness, their dull glow barely clinging to life. Above them, the stars stretched infinitely across the dark sky, twinkling down at the horizon like silent spectators of the night.
Luckily, after a few minutes of waiting, they managed to catch the last night bus. The three exchanged their final goodbyes, their words carrying the quiet weight of the night, before parting ways, each disappearing into the slumbering city as the night shift counted down its final hours.
The next day, the morning arrived in full brilliance, draping the sky in a radiant blue. Tiny pearls of dew clung to rooftops and plant leaves, refracting the sunlight like scattered diamonds.
