It was the weekend. The day you get to see Mychael again. You were psyched! Getting to see Mychael again, the one who truly cared for you? A dream come true. You longed to see him again. You got properly dressed, got your bag, and left the house. You went to where you last him: the sidewalk across the street. You wait... and wait... and wait. You were getting worried. Sighing, you begin to walk away before you heard someone call out. "Firefly!" You turn around to see Mychael in all his... covered up glory. You beamed inside, rushing back over to him. "Hey-" Before he could finish, you embrace him, your lips colliding. He flushed a deep azure, surprised by the gesture.