If you didn't know, I'm Indian. Yeah. I'm Gujarati btw.
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It was nighttime, and Y/N was getting some sparklers ready. She liked unpacking all the fireworks for easy access. She was super exited. The smell of burning fireworks filling her lungs, the beautiful colors, and thrill of possibly burning her hand off, is was very nostalgic.
But she stupidly forgot the dam lighter and candle. How was she supposed to light the fireworks now? But then, her almighty savior came along and saved her happiness.
Leo noticed how Y/N had fireworks, and decided to join her. He noticed how she didn't have and flame, and decided to save the day.
Y/N's savior lit up every firework her heart desired. She was ecstatic.
"Thank you Leo," Y/N said as she kissed Leo's cheek.
"N-no problem Y/N. We should do this again."
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow."
lol sorry about this trash. I'm in social studies and I hate it. I'm also Indian. Did I already mention that? lol. I'm basically high on sugar (it's not my fault my grandma made a bunch of sweets) and yeah. Any of you who have had Indian sweets, what is your favorite?
I love milk cake and kaju katli (literally cashew slice, but it's really good) and gulab jamun.
If you have any ideas or requests, feel free to leave them in the comments.
