Aristia spread out a blanket on the rooftop, making sure it was flat enough for them to sit comfortably.
Owen and Fiona joined her, carrying the picnic basket and the small box. The city lights glimmered below them, casting a soft glow over the scene.
"I had an inkling you'd bring food," Owen said in a mocking, knowing tone, setting down the food basket. He could tell it contained food from the restaurant seeing as Dorothy delivered it. "What's in it?"
Aristia grinned, lifting the lid to reveal a bowl of popcorn and a stack of chicken drumsticks. "Of course, you'd know it's food, obviously! Who'd come to a festival without snacks?"
In her world, Aristia and her family usually prepared snacks during festivals like the New Year. They would find a good spot to watch the fireworks while eating the snacks.
