It has been two years since you last saw each other, two whole years of waiting to hug and kiss him again. You’d finally scrapped together enough money for a flight to New York and it would be so worth it.

You pick your suitcase up from baggage claim and struggle with it the whole way down the escalator. As soon as he sees you it’s over, he drops the dollar store sign he made to welcome you and just about knocks you over.