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-lily-

I've just been sitting on a lawn chair watching Ethan fail at making the tent.

"want to know what I think would be cool?" I question.

"hm? What do you think would be cool" Ethan asks annoyed.

I try and hide my shocked face, "we could've taken my truck and just grabbed a bunch of blankets and slept on the back. That would be what your fans call, 'goals'."

Ethan just bursts out laughing. He ends up dropping all his work and walks up to me.

Since our phones don't work, I'm just messing with sticks. What I didn't notice was that Ethan was right in front me. He clears his throat so I look up, "yes?"

He takes my hand and lifts me up to my feet. He brings his head down and kisses my cheek, "come on, hell with the tent"

lies//ethan dolanWhere stories live. Discover now