Him: Here
-he reaches down and I grab his hand-
Me: How's your job at the cupcake store going?
-I climb the tree and dangle my Converse sneakers back and forth through the warm air-
Him: Pretty chill, nice break from UBC
-he takes a handful of cereal and hands me the box-
we watch the cars go by in the darkness
the red taillights slowly revealing the left side of his face
we talk about everything
and nothing
the beautiful summertime doldrums
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