GERARD GIBSON
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Gibsie was your best friend.
Truly, he was. Regardless of whatever romantic chemistry seemed to simmer underneath the surface, you both decided to remain strictly friends.
It was the end of the summer break and for your last night before school, Gibsie had snuck you into his family’s bakery to show you his impressive baking skills.
You sat on the counter beside him as he worked away to carefully design the cookies. You couldn’t help but admire his focused face as he carefully made them.