Summer evenings

When y/n was younger, she would imagine the summers endless. Running through wet morning grass, exploring the woods, romance.
But, she matured and moved on from those silly thoughts until she met someone who made summer last forever again.

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Y/n sat on that rooftop, dark blue kakis, and a beige shirt with high socks going about halfway up her calf, a cigarette in her hands and she stared at the fireworks. There was a boy next to her, dark and broody, thin but muscular, attractive enough to her. "Fourth of July.." she muttered. "wow it's the end of the summer." She sighed, smoke trailing from her lips as she spoke. "Jeff... " She said, looking into the dark blue sky, brimming with sparkly colorful explosions. "yea?" his husk voice sounded in her ears, it was so scratchy it's what made it distinct from anyone else that'd say her name or respond to her. "You're the type of guy I could like." Y/n coughed. "Yea?" Jeff grinned snarkily. "yea. you're dark, broody, thin but also pretty muscular, you're attractive enough." she debated. He turned towards her slowly. they were facing each other now, both with snarky grins plastered on their drunken faces.

"well, I think you're the kind of girl I could like too."