"Gooood morning Salt lake city! Its Friday May 3rd, 2097 ,it's 8 am. I'm your host Danny Slome and you're listening to 97.1 ZHT!"
I swung my arm over to hit the alarm clock and shut it off. As I opened my eyes I found Evangeline facing away from me sleeping on her side. I sat up straight and stretched my arms out and then placed my body back on my side of the bed. I rolled to my side facing her bare back and began tracing shapes on her shoulder blades. Moments later she began to twich and move around a bit till finally she rolled over and looked at me.
"Morning." She whispered.
"Good morning. Hey, guess what?"
"What?" She groaned.
"I figured out a nickname for you." I moved my hand to her face and started striking her cheek with my thumb.
"Oh really now? What is it?"
"I'm gonna call you January."
Evangeline gave me the strangest look then sat up.
"What? Why would I let you call me that? Is it because I was born in January?"
"Kinda. It's more like you remind me of January. You're cold ,still and harsh. Overall you're very beautiful. I dunno, I can't help but feel that you're January to me."
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September met January on a rainy day in May.
Novela JuvenilDrew was an antisocial piano player who never fit in. Evangeline, was a violinist song writer who needed a new muse. Drew was hopeful and always believed in the impossible. Evangeline was skeptical and more of a realists. Drew believed in love at f...
