LucianI found her admiring the pond, with a red party cup in hand, never letting it leave her palms while she drunkenly danced and sang. The wind carried her sweet smell to me as I watched her swing her hips and occasionally dip her toes in the pond.Fireflies enveloped her body, and the trees swayed with her. It was incredible, like a live concert that only I got to experience. Her brown curls blew with the breeze on her final dance before she went back to her shoes, having a seat in the grass before taking another sip.I crept beside her, "What are you doing?""You know, you could just sit and enjoy nature with me. Isn't it beautiful? Doesn't it make you want to just stay here forever?" She turned her head to me, her eyes telling me she genuinely wanted an answer."Eventually, the fireflies will leave. The sun will come up. The wind will stop blowing," I said."Yeah, but it'll happen again. It's meant to be," She said with cer
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