You were staring out at the orange and yellow gradient that projected across the landscape, entranced within the moment. You heard the crunching of boots approach from behind you before a bump. Joel. He bumped his hip into yours, snapping you out of the moment. “Nuff’ stargazing.” He said, only half-joking.

After all this time, you two had slowly started to get closer, and even though he’d deny it on his deathbed, Joel enjoyed your company. He found himself frustrated in your absence, and acted completely differently around you. Although, he’d convince himself it was nothing romantic, it was simply refreshing. In such a bitter world, you were… something sweet.