you and bill were in the quarry, laying on the rocks as you looked up at the night sky. you liked stargazing and dragged bill with you that night.

surprisingly, he knew a lot about the stars and started pointing out the constellations in between stolen glances at you.

“th-th-that one’s he-hercules,” he stuttered, pointing at a cluster of stars. “and th-that’s the b-b-big dipper..”