#benjamin 001

Lars was being a tad difficult that day, so she decided to go to the park, per usual. Her two-month-old son was wide awake, but it was afternoon, and every day she went to the park to do two things, one to socialize with locals since she did not know anyone, and second to have fresh air, instead of being locked up at home. She took him off the stroller, sat on the bench, and realized someone she knew was right by her side… Ben. ❛ Ben, it is you? ❜ They met in Europe, it had been a while since she met him.

“Alright, if you do this, you’re going to have to do it right,” Tamyra said with her hands on her hips as she took in the scene. The scene being Benjamin with a long stick with a jar hanging from the top of it with fireflies flying in it.

“That means the light has to be above my head at all times, but not right above it. I don’t want your hands suddenly dipping and hitting me in the head. It has to be high enough above me to give me a proper amount of spotlight. Which, speaking of,” she added, “if you could figure out a way to make the light more visible in the daylight. Not sure how, because I don’t want to just be in darkness, but I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”