Scene: 1 am. Foggy. A thick mist is lingering along the horizon. Location: backroad trail that has been cleared for a new development. There stands a boy with shaggy hair, a girl with her hands wrapped around her because of the chill in the air. Talking. Laughing. Discussing the scene as if it were paint on the canvas. He steps an inch closer, then away, then walks to the other side of her like a dance. Hesistant. Both laugh nervously.
The only thing better than kissing on the first date is almost kissing on the first date.
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