You and Donnie were walking through the park at 3am, holding hands as usual.
"How was school?" He asked.
"Awful. Some skinny skank tripped me and now I have a giant goose egg on the top of my head" you rub your head for emphasis.
"What? Here" he teased as he bonked you on the head.
"Ow!" You squeal.
You reach the edge of the park, a cliff at the edge. Donnie lays down the blanket and has a seat.
"Sit" he pats the blanket.
You had big plans to show to Donnie from your sketch pad, but instead you find yourself drifting off to sleep.
Donnie smiles at you and plays with your hair. He moves it up and down and side to side and slowly braids your hair.
You get so tired that you fall asleep.
