…driving down to the beach, a few minutes before midnight. I’ll be on the passenger seat watching you drive, listening to old school R&B that you always put on. The heater’s on, and it’s effing cold outside, but I’m wearing shorts and a t-shirt cos I really forgot about the weather rofl.
Mhm, so yeah, we’re down by the shore, the only lights we can see are the ones from the beach-houses in the back, and the ones across the pier of the boardwalk. And we’re just sitting down together on the sand while I’m leaning on your shoulder with a huge blanket around us, and talking about the randomest shit;
I feel like doing that.