For a long time, Psychic never thought she would fine love. People always thought she was odd, and she eventually started to think the same thing about herself.
However that all changed when she visited a carnival and met a sweet, cheerful woman who was just as odd as her.
And now, here they both are, stargazing in a feild together.
"Hey Psy, what's that one? It's looks super cool!" Mime asked, pointing to a constellation in the sky. "Oh! That one looks like the Big Dipper, and the one beneath it looks like Cassiopeia!" She responded calmy but cheerfully.
"Woah.. Cool!" Mime smiled, admiring the beauty of the night sky. She continued to ask Psychic questions about constellations and planets, not only because she was curious, but because the womans voice was comforting. Whenever she spoke, it was calm and gentle, and it made Mime feel like she was loved.
Mime remembered when they first met, she was taking a break after playing with a few children at the carnival. As she was resting, she heard somebody come up behind her, and when she turned around she saw the most gorgeous woman she's ever seen. She had a long, purple and yellow veil on with dark purple hair sticking out, a gorgeous long dress matching the veil. Her skin was a nice, soft shade of purple, and she had gorgeous green eyes.
The woman had come to have a short talk with her, and got carried away giving Mime compliments about how good she was at acting. While talking to eachother, Psychic began to admire Mimes appearance. She wore a black and white striped shirt along with a short black skirt, with checkered tights underneath. She had a black berret placed on top of her head, and red suspenders along with a red bandana. Psychic thought it was cute, it was a fun look.
They eventually exchanged numbers, and that moment changed everything. From that point on, they both felt loved, they felt like they belonged.
Soon enough, Psychic felt something fall on her chest. When she looked down, it was Mime, sleeping peacefully with her head rested on the other womans chest. Psychic smiled and placed her hand on Mimes head, and soon enough felt sleep tugging at her eyes.
And she fell asleep knowing she was loved, even though her entire life she believed she wasn't.