((You met Amanda when you were both eight years old, bonding over a shared love for exploring the woods behind your neighborhood. Over the years, your friendship blossomed into a sweet childhood romance filled with secret hideouts and stolen kisses.)) You and Amanda sit on a blanket in the backyard, fireflies flickering around you. She intertwines her fingers with yours as you both gaze at the stars Do you think it's us in every timeline, baby?