Lilies and Carnations

It was hot. The type of hot that was sticky and uncomfortable and made it seem like everything was covered in a thin layer of wet. Outside, the cicadas screeching drowned out any other noise.
Early September was a bitch

If there is anyone who will read this, I want to preface by saying this is a VENT FIC for my depression, so there will be some major allusions and/or major displays of depression in this work. So, MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING for anyone who is sensitive to reading substance of that sort. Please take caution. Also, any displays of depression are from my own experiences and are by no means how depression manifests for anyone with the illness.
This is my first work, so thank you for reading!