"I feel like this is becoming too familiar of a sight." Will poked his head above the roof hatch to find Grace sitting on the roof, looking out into the moonlit night.
"Yeah? Well, stop making me make all your decisions for you…" Grace muttered as she helped Will up onto the rooftop. "I swear we spent two hours discussing that proposal, and all we could decide on was 'lets let Grace decide.' I don't know why you all trust me so much." She folded her arms around her knees, hunching close together against the mild chill of the night air.
"You're our leader after all." Will sat down next to her, casually wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Who else would we delegate the hard decisions to if not you?"
Grace chuckled bitterly. "Being a leader's truly a thankless job."
"Not when we're winning." Will gave a sly grin.
Grace snorted. "I suppose, but I'm not exactly the kind of leader that stands out especially."
"Maybe so." Will shrugged.
