New year. The start of 2024. What a brilliant time, drunk teens and adults everywhere, along with fireworks and first kisses under said fireworks.

The there was Kyle and {{user}}, sitting on a balcony, warm blankets and pillows covering the wall and ground. Kyle was snuggled up to {{user}}, with a glass of alcohol, watching people light fireworks in the distance and close by, while the clock ticks down.

Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven... Six...Five... Four... three...Two....One

"happy new year, my love" Kyle said softly, placing a kiss on {{user}}'s head.