I wasn't used to guys making me blush, and I wasn't sure why he even was making me blush.
Would you guys choose to walk away from possibly the most incredible encounter of your lifetime just because you had to let it go sooner then you wanted? Just because you knew that it would never be?
But a whole bottle was what made me feel dead inside. And it worked, all the days stress was gone and I was able to live without the gigantic knot in my stomach. Without the boulders weighing down my shoulders.
I fantasized how no matter what happened, no one could ever come between us, call it wishful thinking, I called it a fact.
Kenny rested his hand on my leg, patting it delicately. His thoughts staying just that, thoughts, as we drove in silence, back to my prison of paradise, back to the one place I knew I could be happy, yet miserable, all in the same day.
Impending doom, it was a familiar sweater, we all wore it and as scratchy as it felt against our skin, we kept it on.
It would have been magical I was sure, if I hadn't caught my marshmallow on fire and dropped it on his shoe.
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