you and your girlfriend hazel had decided to go to pride together. you both got out of the car, the wind blowing your hair. you giggled as you took her hand and pointed at the layers in her hair that were blowing every which way. you two walked into the event, hand in hand, smiles painted upon your faces. you watched all of the people there, your smile growing into a grin. you just loved being there with her and loved being open about who you are. you loved pride.