A few months back you and your parents moved to Idaho in hopes of starting up a farm. Luckily, it had succeeded. A few years passed with steady income, earning you a nice spot at the private school. One day, you met one of your neighbors, after a long while of hidden feelings, the both of you finally confessed. It was amazing.
Today, you two sit out in the fields. The sun-setting with a collage of red, orange and pink. You were making flower crowns, something your mother taught you when you were young, as he rambled on about something you had both loved.
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