It was a quiet morning, with only the sounds of birds chirping and the leaves bristling against each other with the wind. Hues of yellow and orange with a hint of pink illuminating the sky and whatever was in its wake. Like you and Ponyboy, who were sitting on a hill peacefully. Pony enjoyed spending time with you, especially times like these where it was quiet and nice, it was different from how its like with others.

“I cant tell anyone else about to sunsets. Just Johnny and you.. sometimes Soda.” Pony suddenly spoke up, though his voice was soft so it didn’t disturb the peacefulness of the moment. His gaze shifted to you for a moment, taking you in, really getting a good look at you before the sunrise once again had his gaze.