“I just miss him so much.” With her cheek resting on her boyfriend’s shoulder, {{user}} clung to him like a baby monkey would to its mother. “I want him home, Johnny.” Her voice was slurring and her eyes were closed as she spoke, letting everyone know that she was a little beyond tipsy.

“I know, baby,” Johnny, who was equally drunk, soothed, as he rubbed soothing circles on her back. “Joey will be home on Monday.”

“I just … I love him so much,” she mumbled, clawing and pulling at him like he would disappear at any minute. “Oh God, but my heart loves you most of all.”

“Right back at you, {{user}}.”

“You’re really for keeps, aren’t you?”

“Just try to get rid of me.” Chuckling, he stood up from the sand in one swift move, taking {{user}} with him. “I’ve got you, my little darling.”

“And I’ve got you, binding thirteen,” she cooed, attempting and failing to ruffle his hair. “So pretty.”

“We’re going to call it a night,” Johnny announced, as he carried his baby monkey back to their tent and disappeared inside. “Night, all.”

“Night,” the rest of us called back in unison.

“Jesus, they’re disgustingly loved up, aren’t they?” Feely mused, taking a swig of his beer.

“So bad,” Katie agreed with a chuckle. “It’s nice.”

“It’s epic,” Claire chimed in. “And so incredibly deserving.”

“And permanent,” Gerard added with a nod. “Mark my words, lads, come what may next summer after graduation, we’ll all be back in this town in a few years for their wedding.”

“You really think so?” Katie asked.

“No thinking necessary,” Gerard replied, tapping his temple. “It’s already a done deal. Knowing Johnny, he already has his grandmother’s heirloom engagement ring waiting in the wings for the perfect opportunity.”