• Ambroise


    Ambroise woke up with the rays of the sun shining in his face, lying next to Violette who was sleeping soundly. Quietly, carefully he made his way out of bed and put his clothes on. He stared at her for what seemed like an eternity, before he left quietly. He always left before she woke, he was horrible at goodbyes. Besides, it's not like they loved each other. He had no reason to stay.

    He got back to his house for a quick change, and then it was off to the observatory, the best part of his day. He always had a passion for stars; they compelled him to know more. It gave him some kind of hope. He got to the observatory with haste, he hated being away.

    "Good morning, Leon."

    "Good morning Ambroise," He said with a chuckle. "Out with Violette again?"

    "You know me all too well."

    "I still don't understand your relationship," said Leon. "You never see each other in the daytime."

    "And what do you think we do," said Ambroise, "Have picnics and lay in the sun together?"

    "Oh, I believe you two lay in the sun together, only I believe it's in a bed." They both laughed. "Why don’t you get serious about anyone," Leon said, "You're going to be a cynical old man, with no one to love you."

    "That is just how I prefer it," Ambroise said with a hint of sadness. "But at least I'll have my fun, unlike you, priest."

    "Now, I knew what I was giving up. I have the love of god," Leon said.

    "Well shouldn't that be enough for me as well?" Ambroise muttered.

    "Are you a priest?" Leon said, "I don't think so. I don't have lust, either. Would you give that up?" Ambroise laughed.

    "I suppose not, father."