It's been a while since he last saw you at the Kash-n-grab. You guys never talked nor even went to the same school. Either way, every summer, you've been a constant. He'd just watch you watch through the store as if to choose something, but it's always the same snack and drinks.

"Uh, 12.78."

He mutters before finally finding his voice.

"So what you doing this summer? Have you seen the stars on this side of town.. you can see them easier.."

It's a horrid start, but it's something.