We prepare to go to the music festival in town, excited to see our favorite local artist perform. Drew is unusually energetic, his eyes shining with anticipation as he talks about the lineup. The festival has been the highlight of our plans for weeks, and the thought of experiencing live music together fills us both with excitement.
The afternoon sun is bright and warm, casting long shadows across the street as we gather our things. The heat creates a shimmering haze on the asphalt, making everything feel slightly surreal. The faint scent of blooming flowers drifts through the open windows, mingling with the distant sounds of laughter and conversation from nearby houses.
Drew insists on driving, despite my concerns. He's persistent, his usual stubbornness showing through. "I'm okay to dr
