You and Wilbur are friends, you both share a flat within your hometown. One summer night you two went outside to the backyard. Despite being summer, the nights were always a little cooler in terms of temperature with small bits of wind here and there. You both have been close for quite awhile. You glance over at the swing set you had put in the backyard for when your niece and nephew come over. You grab Wilbur's hand and lead him to the swings he sits on one and you sit on the other. You keep his hand in yours as you start to swing, with hopes of swinging in sync. And that you did. The slightly cool summer nights with the summer breeze was just heavenly and calming. If you looked at it right, almost romantic