Sunset

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Michael drove to a hill with a cute tree standing on top. He and I walked out and up onto the hill, bringing our food from the pizza place. The view from up top was breath taking. The clouds were forming unknown and weird shapes, the sky was vibrant, and the sun was setting down calmly and perfectly.
Michael was already sitting against the tree. He patted the space next to him, signaling me to sit with him.

"This place is so beautiful," I couldn't take off the grin stuck on my face.

"Not as beautiful as you." Blushing, I placed my face in my hands.

"How did I end up here, with Michael Gordon Clifford next to me?" I mumbled into my hands.

"Is that a bad thing?" He chuckled.

"Well. I don't know. Everything just happened to go fast and here we are."

"Yeah, here we are." After that, we are our pizza in silence, occasionally laughing at each other's jokes or wiping off pizza stains on the side of our mouths.

How the fuck did I end up here?

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Short and crappy, like always.

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