it was nine o'clock at night. you and grayson sat on the sidewalk curb, a block away from his and ethans apartment. it was a quiet neighborhood. it wasn't the richest either.
you each shared a bag of sour patch kids and sipped on a capri suns.
"where do you wanna live?" grayson asked. "like in ten years."
you looked at grayson, admiring his beauty.
"well," you put down your drink and leaned back on your hands. "i don't know. i don't wanna stay here forever. not in one place."
"in california? come on, it's beautiful here. and warm and sunny." he said smiled at you.
"of course i know that, but it gets boring being in the same place day by day. going to the same town for groceries or clothes, everyday. you know, seeing the same buildings and houses and driving the same roads. it's like a routine. and then going to work everyday, then coming home, cooking dinner, watching tv and going to sleep. i don't wanna do that. it sounds boring to me." you said eating another candy.
grayson looked at you with the same admiration, that you have for him.
"so what do you wanna do? where do you wanna live?" he asked.
"forget having a house. i wanna live everywhere. i wanna travel the world and see every country. i wanna do something different everyday." you sighed. "the only problem is that it costs money. a lot of it too." you chuckle. "money made the world ugly. like why can't everything just be free? you know. people could still work to make everything.
"it just doesn't work that way, baby." grayson said, pulling you closer to him. "one day, i'm gonna marry you. and we're gonna have a wedding in.....where do you want to go first?" he asked.
"hmm, cuba." you said.
"cuba. okay, we'll have a wedding in cuba. and then we'll travel every country in the world." he said.
"ethan would have to come with of course." you said smiling. grayson laughed.
"and ethan of course. and we would have kids and they would travel the country with us. and we would have a house in every country. and we'd have billions of dollars." grayson told. "and ethan would be like the nanny and teach our kids how to be a savage."
you laughed. "how on earth did i manage to find someone so sweet like you?" you asked.
"i guess you just got lucky." he said. you smiled.
