Ferris Wheel at Six Flags

The Ferris wheel at Six Flags slowly climbed higher into the evening sky, the park’s bright lights twinkling below. Drew and Millie sat side by side, the gentle rocking of the gondola adding to the peaceful atmosphere.

“This is way more relaxing than the roller coasters,” Millie said, leaning back and taking in the view.

“Yeah, but those are way more fun,” Drew replied, grinning. “You screamed so loud on the last one, I thought they’d have to stop the ride.”

Millie playfully elbowed him. “Oh, please. You weren’t exactly quiet, either.”

They both laughed, their earlier adrenaline rush still lingering. As the Ferris wheel paused at the top, they could see the entire park stretched out before them, the lights casting colorful reflections on the water below.

“This is pretty cool,” Drew admitted, resting his arms on the safety bar.

“Yeah,” Millie said softly. “It’s moments like these that make me appreciate having you around.”

Drew smirked. “You’re getting sentimental again, aren’t you?”

“Maybe,” Millie teased, nudging him. “Don’t let it go to your head.”