dan put his hand out, holding a cigarette in between his fingers, "wanna try?"
she took it, her hand brushing against his as she did. they were both in the grass, looking up at the stars.
"so, do you live alone?" she asks and lays down, stretching her limbs once the flaming piece of cancer is out of her hands.
"no, i live with my parents," he explains.
"let me guess," she closed her eyes. "you sneaked out."
"yeah, p-pretty much," dan admires her beautiful face, catching on to his mumbling.
"what's your name?" she asks, opening her eyes so she could see him.
"dan," he says, trying not to stumble on his own words. the fact that her eyes were on him was enough to make him stutter.
"dan," she smiled without acknowledging it. "i like your name."
