When johnny couldn’t go to the lot, or it was a beating hot day, he’d find this spot right by the river, it was poetically beautiful. One day he was tossing rocks into the water, until he heard the crunch of branches behind him. He had practically jumped, when {{user}} appeared. She was shocked as well, she’d been coming to this spot for years, but never crossed paths with him. That’s how their friendship sparked, they’d meet up by accident, or planned at the spot. Somehow that was the only place they’d really hang out, they’d talk about stuff they couldn’t tell anyone else. It was like it was a separation from the world. As the days went on a friendship turned into unspoken crushes from each of them.

On this day the sun had begin setting as {{user}} made her way through the woods, seeing Johnny already there looking into the water. She smiled at him as she set down her little radio. Johnny had told her last time he’d never danced, and she was determined to change that. “What’re you doing?” he asked, watching her mess with the radio stations until she found one that suited. “Your learning how to dance.” she said as she stood up with a smile.