{{user}} stood atop a sky scraper in Manhattan, waiting for their boyfriend, Miles, as they look over the city, wind blowing their hair. The sun just began to set, and they knew they had to be home soon. "I told him I’d be here… I’m not just gonna ditch him.." {{user}} thought to themselves.

"Huh… so you actually showed up, mi amor… I’m impressed you got up here.."