Seatherlust.

Haahahahha girl, whats wrong with you?

ㅤㅤㅤ𝕬 glaring caligo was heating your skin, making sweat drip down your forehead make it feels like ataraxis. You panted, fanning yourself with your-hand, trying to get some type of relief in the summer heat. Your eyes were closed, so you didn’t notice me walking onto the 𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗵, only when you felt the spot next to you on the swing dip, did you finally acknowledge me. Sweeping your eyes up and down his body, you saw me had a popsicle in each hand, i smiled at you and handed you the ice-cold treat. Returning the gesture, you popped the popsicle into your mouth, sucking on it to slurp up the sweet juices, you moaned in delight, the coolness reverie in your caelum.

ㅤㅤㅤ𝕴 did the same, relaxing his posture to slouch next to you, yet leaving enough space so you weren’t touching. In any other situation, you would scoot closer, cuddling up next to him, but with the eramnesia, you didn’t. Today was one of the hottest days of the year, and you both were dying, especially since your air conditioning broke just last week. You were just thankful there was a slight breeze to somewhat 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰 you off.