[ Chance wouldn't mind if time just decided to stop. He could just sit in that park forever, only half-focused on the movie they came to see because he keeps getting distracted by kissing Vero.
By the time credits begin rolling, their picnic dinner is completely gone (partially fed cutely to each other) and Chance has his arms around Vero's waist, with his back against his chest.
He nuzzles quietly into his hair, presses a couple quick kisses on top of his head. ] ... Can I admit something?
[ He knows he doesn't need to ask, but he still waits for Vero's acknowledgement before continuing. ] I don't want to go home yet. [ "I don't want this night to end." ]
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By the time credits begin rolling, their picnic dinner is completely gone (partially fed cutely to each other) and Chance has his arms around Vero's waist, with his back against his chest.
He nuzzles quietly into his hair, presses a couple quick kisses on top of his head. ] ... Can I admit something?
[ He knows he doesn't need to ask, but he still waits for Vero's acknowledgement before continuing. ] I don't want to go home yet. [ "I don't want this night to end." ]