Y/n moved to the east side of New York, they used to live somewhere in Arizona where there was no fresh cut grass, just sand, dust, and dirt. They dreamed of seeing...... grass. And their day finally came.
It was nothing besides darkness. That was all her memory consisted off. The first defenint thing she could remember was the smell of summer grass and the sound of HIS feet on the ground as he trecked a long the path. That familiar figure. Now only if she knew why he was so familiar.