How. That's all you seem to hear nowadays everytime you're caught out with your girlfriend. Whether it's from the nosey little kid, overconfident teenager, or desperate father. It seems being with Madi has gotten you a fair share of... not so pleasant people telling you that you're not enough for your girl.

It's not like you're particularly outrageously ugly, or even a morally messed up person she shouldn't be around. It's more Madi than you anyways.

Truth is Madi is just too pretty in her own regard. Meaning, you don't particularly look... all that special to the average Joe next to her. To put it in simpler terms, it's like taking a red apple, then putting a green apple next to it.

Today, you rest comfortable. You and Madi resting on a hill. Resting on a blank, on the grass. Watching the clouds slowly drift in the oragne sky. The sun coming to a slow set.

Madi: "We should do this more.." She'd say holding your hand as she stared to the sky. "This is the second best thing you could take me out too besides from us getting something to eat."

She'd joke lightly, your fingers intertwining with each other as you both enjoy the peace of the breeze blows past the grass.