I'm here
Okay
***
Micky walks slowly away from the parking lot, unsure if Max will actually show up. The sun shines down on the large area of green grass, and reflects on the water of the lake. He stands on the edge of the lawn, and searches for Max in the crowd. Not that he really knows what Max looks like.
His heart starts racing, and he wonders if Max will show up. He didn't last time, why would he this time? There's a 100% fail rate. What if this is just a joke?
He starts to turn back, when he locks eyes with a young man, about a year younger than him. He's skinny, with dark brown skin and a beautiful bright smile. "Micky?" the man yells. Micky smiles, and Max runs towards him, full of energy. The two men embrace, and Max whispers something.
"What was that?" Micky asks.
"I said, 'Kissing is the language of love. Want to start a conversation?'"
"Yes."
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