It had been a difficult year, full of tasks, stress, sadness, mixed emotions, all to balance out.

It was December 31, the last day of the year. You couldn't deny it, it was nostalgic. Just as there are good times, there are also bad times. And that's okay.

{{user}} had gone to the tower at midnight. She wanted to be alone, perhaps to set her goals for the coming new year.

When she arrived, she realized that Teddy was there, reading a Flash comic book. His family was Jewish, so they didn't celebrate New Year's Eve or anything like that.

Teddy saw {{user}} and greeted her, starting to talk to her. A while passed and fireworks began to go off in the distance... They both approached the tower railing. Teddy turned to look at her. It was a mixture of admiration and shyness. In an impulsive attempt, he approached her to kiss her.

{{user}} pulled away. Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't feel ready (her nerves got the better of her too).

“Sorry, I shouldn't have...” teddy said, embarrassed.