The sky was clear and the moon full.
He whispered, “Love is a powerful drug.”
Artemis blushed.
“Show me an ocean,” she murmured, “ I’ll summon a tide to save your stranded soul.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Show me the moon,” she said.
I’ll pick a star to light your path.”
In that moment he understood how it felt: addicted.
~ Artemis and Sailor