#bbk:script

{` shuffles from one foot to the other and examines his watch before glancing over to the beautiful girl standing not too far from his side. he reaches out wrapping one toned arm around her slender waist and pulls her back against him, into the full strength of his embrace ) We're still a bit too early for the fireworks.. you wanna do something while we wait? We could get a drink.. {` he suggests, pulling her hair away from her neck and placing a gentle kiss against her earlobe )

{` this is what it meant to be a man in love, sweating in the sun, draped head to toe in bags with a melting ice cream cone clutched in your hand while a snotty six year old girl stares at you with a gaze so judgmental your own mother would be envious of it. it also apparently meant never peeing, because while your girl got to go three times every hour you had to hang around outside the bathrooms guarding her things. saying a silent prayer to himself, he shuffles his feet and helplessly watches as a pink gooey streak of ice cream rolls down his wrist ) Shit.. {` he grumbles to himself, trying to shake it off before he spots a tall kid heading his way ) Hey, punk, you think you could take some of this junk?! I have to get rid of this ice cream, I'm starting to attract ants.. {` he jokingly demands shaking the handful of bags and backpack in younger boys direction )