closed starter for @nashkelley
cold air bit at soft cheeks, but amelia felt warm inside. was it the apple cider that was supposed to be for ‘adults only’ that they had taken anyways? probably. but something else was making her feel warm -- maybe, just maybe, it was the fact that the talk she had with nash left her feeling hopeful. hopeful that they would truly work in the long run... not that there was any doubt before, partially because there was no way in any shape or form that nash would end up like her last boyfriend, but mostly because she knew that nash cared about her.
they had gone their separate ways for a bit, both of them having other friends they wanted to visit with before the night was over, but she was at a point where she kind of missed him. brown eyes scanned around, only to spot him at the dart toss for balloons, and she snuck up behind him. snaking her arms around his waist, amelia hugged him tightly “hey stranger, throwing any good?”
