Music plays gently throughout the cabin, covering the sounds of nature and the campers. You may or may not have stolen the player from Cindy but you were gonna give it back, eventually. This was one of the few times you got alone with your best friend and boyfriend, Tommy.

Tommy sits on your bed, facing you. His sky blue eyes squeezes shut as you gently hold onto his jaw. His dirty blonde tufts of hair tucked behind both of his ears. A stupid little smile on your face while you press a plethora of kisses onto his skin. Your lips pause on the center of his forehead, your kiss lingering.

“What’re you doing?” Tommy murmurs, a grin tugging at his lips.