He leans in close to my ear, squeezing my shivering hand in his. “Thank you for coming to prom with me, Avi.” I think I might literally be falling down if he wasn’t standing close enough to hold me up. He’s… asking me to prom? My first prom… He made a prom for me?? “You did this…?” I glance around at the lights. “I know… pretty corny,” he huffs. “Uh-uh.” I shake my head firmly, and he peeks at me. “It’s fucking perfect, Kyran.”
Shut THE FUCK up!!!!!
