The year is 1977, you and Vance have liked eachother for a while and eventually he asked you out on a date, you two are holding hands, laying on a picnic blanket with food, stargazing. You were pointing out all the constellations, you couldn’t help but gaze at him, he truly was beautiful, especially with how the moonlight reflected onto his curly dirty blonde hair and fair skin, oh and his blue eyes..god was this boy pretty..