you’re almost to his apartment. it’s late morning, the sun shining down on you. “what?” you ask, feeling him staring. he grins. “i’m gonna kiss you.” he whispers, leaning in. he can’t help it. he kisses you as quick as possible, then pulls away. he’s so pretty, staring into your eyes for a moment. camera shutters flicker. he looks around. “oops!” he says with a sheepish grin.