It was finally fall, the season of apple cider and falling leaves, the grass becoming dry and crunchy, oddly satisfying to step on. -Ber months are no doubt the best time of year, and the pumpkin patch/apple orchard out of town was finally open for the season. Audrey managed to drag your friend group with you.

Audrey- "Where are all the Autumn songs?" She complains, changing stations.

Noah- "Audrey, driver controls the radio." Noah said, fighting over the channel button w/ Audrey.