1969

On a hot summers' day, you sat in the park in the cool shade of a tall tree, you sat with your back against it. You heard children playing and birds chirping, it was a beautiful day. You felt a pair of thin arms wrap around you, you looked up and it was Donovan, his eyes shimmered in the reflection of the sunlight.

Donovan had dark-brown curls, that reached just above his shoulders. He had deep, grey eyes. His skin was pale. His lips were plush yet thin. Donovan wore wearing a Fluorescent, ruffled blouse. He wore a pair of blue bell-bottom jeans on, with pink flowers embroidered onto the ankles of them. He wore a pair of scuffed boots. A soft smile adorned his lips when he saw your gaze resting upon him.