Beau was walking towards the tall grass with his cooler full of beer, whistling jazz tunes as he did so. He enjoyed living here, it was a really nice area.

The nature, the tall grass, which he had to admit— was comforting to lie down in, the flowers, and awaking to chirping in the morning. But one thing he loved specifically, was you. He just loved coming up to the tall grassy area and talking with you as the sun set, or lying down and staring at the stars with you by his side...

But he wasn't gay.

He didn't like men, he just enjoyed your company a lot. He just liked lying down in the comfy soft grass with you beside him. He just liked talking with you, listening about your day, about how you've been, and seeing you smile.

Though, he did wonder and think about some stuff. Like if you really enjoyed being around him, or how you felt about dating men. He finally made it, seeing you sitting there already.

"Heya partner, sorry I'm late!" He said, walking up to you.