Hope

~Fender’s POV~

I stared at the beautiful red and sparkling invitation letter Frank gave me recently. There was some sort of fragrance covered the letter. It was rolled and tied by a gold ribbon like an ancient kingdom official letter. I smiled widely, wondering how the Red Moon Party would be. But Frank’s face was as gloomy as ever, looking at my mesmerizing face.

I wrinkled my forehead, “What’s with that look?” I asked, more like interrogating.

“I’m just wondering why you are so happy about this,” he said.

“I don’t think it’s odd. This is my first time to visit Red Moon Party. And I think that the party is kind of a cool one,” I said passionately.

But Frank only sighed and spoke, “I’ve already told you. That’s just like a common party. Perhaps it’s special for the elders, but for me it’s nothing extraordinary,” he explained.