Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

The moon hung low over the Balvoncia cemetery, casting long shadows that danced eerily among the tombstones. Weeee~

The air was crisp, and the rustling leaves whispered secrets of the past. But in the midst of this haunting setting, a young couple, Martha and Jack, strolled hand in hand, their laughter echoing softly in the night.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Martha asked, glancing around nervously. "A date in a graveyard?"

Jack chuckled, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "It's just for fun. Besides, what's more thrilling than a little fear on a night like this?"

Of course, the fear he was talking about wasn't because they would be surrounded by graves and dead people. What ghosts? That word didn't exist yet, remember?

No~

The fear Jack spoke of came from the fact that several police officers had cautioned and warned against people having dates in the graveyards.

Well, it has become somewhat trendy to have picnics and dates at the graveyard.

It was cool, edgy, and laced with danger, the danger of getting caught by one of those Coppers (police officers).

Jake inwards thought, thinking that perhaps tonight, they might be able to do 'it' outdoors in this place. The thrill of almost getting caught, as well as the warmth of a gorgeous woman under his embrace was enough to make his heart race.

They wandered deeper into the cemetery, the crunch of leaves underfoot and the sounds of owls in the distance, was the only sound breaking the silence. This was the largest cemetery in the space, spanning over countless slopes and plains. It had an air of mystery to it, and in here, one could find all sorts of graves, from the simplest to the most expensive and historical too. There were even some gravesites that were like small tombs, having their own 1-room size building's mounted above the tombs like well fortified canopies with only one way in and one way out. And as they approached an ancient, weathered tombstone, a sudden chill swept through the air, causing Martha to shiver.

Wheeeee~

The winds caused Martha's to lean deeper into Jake's embrace. Well, he was happy. "My love, did you feel that?" Jake whispered, his voice a raspy seduction on its own. "Do you feel my immense love for you engulfing you like the wind around us?"

Meeting Jake's eyes, Martha blushed hard, "I did."

Well, she was feeling something, and that's for sure. With a light chuckle, Jake led Martha deeper and deeper towards a location he felt was much more secure, lest those darn coppers find them and take them to the station before he can get to the best part of the night. "Over there, my love!" Jake was too excited. His voice gave out his excitement, but because of the atmosphere they were in, Martha didn't notice. After placing a picnic blanket on the ground and taking out a bottle of wine and some glasses from the basket they had, the 2 cuddled under the blanket, with Jake leaning on the tree behind him. It's just that his hands were quite disobedient, making Martha blush even harder than before.

"You–"

"What, my love… I only do this because I love you so much." Well, it's time to finally get it on. However, he didn't act first, allowing them to talk a bit longer, lest she thinks he was only after her body.

Even if it's true that he only wanted her body and would dump her after tonight, he still had to act the part of a classy man, a gentleman who truly loves Martha.

Thus, he endured and endured, listening to her boring tales of her past before meeting him. Tsk…

Women… they were all the same. All you need to do is say a few lies and look at them honestly, as though they were your everything. And in no time, they'll open their lower gates to you wide open.

Hmph! Serves them right for having such unrealistic fantasies about romance.

(V^V)

…

Well, after all the talk and bullshit, it was finally time for Jake to make his move. But just when he was about to move in, another distraction emerged that made him almost curse out to the skies.

What now?

WHOOOO~ WHOOOO~

An owl flew close to his back, scratching his face as it fled. Dammit!

Jake was pissed, but he soon noticed something odd that caused not just him, but Martha to sit up vigilantly.

Flap, flap, flap, flap~

All the birds in the area were flying away as though being pursued by something. Some were even so careless that they slapped themselves on trees and tombstones while fleeing. So what was going on?

Jake was pissed, wanting to finish what he started quickly before they left. But Martha wasn't having it. In a blink of an eye, she picked up her purse within the basket, and began fleeing in the direction the birds were leaving. She didn't mean to leave Jake behind, but he kept trying to have her stay, only trying to touch her. But as someone who was more on the cowardly side of life, she often knew when to follow her instincts and flee.

"Jake, let's go… If… If you don't want to, then-then-then I'm leaving–"

"You b**ch! What the hell are you so afraid of? Come back here right now! How dare you try to leave me, Jake the Vigorous, in such a state?"

Martha felt that talking to him was like throwing water over a duck's back. So without wasting time anymore, she left the scene. Even she didn't know that she could run so fast because soon, she would find herself out of the graveyard and heading straight home to rest and never mention her visit there ever again.

Tuition told her that she shouldn't. However, she will check up on Jake tomorrow, no?

… As a human being, she felt concerned for her fellow man. So shouldn't she check?

Hopefully, nothing truly happens to him.

As they say, if wishes were horses, everyone would have ranches by now.

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