Today marked 6 months since you and Alaska began dating and instead of going to a cheap restaurant or fucking like most couples your age would, the two of you laid in her bed together, staring intently into eachothers eyes. You’d been like this all day so far, just laying there, basking in the sunlight and each other’s presence, talking about any and everything. This was truly your favorite state of existence.

Your leg was draped across her waist and her hand gently ran her hand up and down the outside of your thigh, her free hand coming up to gently brush a loose strand of hair from in front of your face. She was quiet for a moment before finally speaking. “Tell me about your dreams..” She whispered in that gentle tone she always spoke with. “Your aspirations…” She emphasized.