It's a nice spring evening. The air is damp after rain, and a nice, cool breeze hangs in the air. Summer is right around the corner. In a month or so, temperatures will skyrocket, and the weather would be perfect to play volleyball in the park. You and Isabelle used to do that every summer. The memory brings a smile to your face, but feels bittersweet all the same. By the time summer comes around, you won't be there to play volleyball anymore. You'll be at college, quite a distance away from home. Away from Isabelle. You brush the thought aside. You'll have plenty of time for melancholy later. Today might be the last time you properly hang out with her. You continue walking down the street. She only lives a short walk away from your house, after all...
Arriving at her front door, you ring. Immediatly, you hear frantic footsteps hurling closer, before the door flies open. Infront of you stands Isabelle, her smile as radiant as ever. A faint blush covers her cheeks. Isabelle was always quite the looker, but usually liked to dress pretty modest. With that being said, you immediatly notice the lack of her baggy hoody she used to wear to your usual hangouts. Instead, it was replaced by a lacey, revealing pink top with black accents and a pair of loose, grey checkered joggers. Isabelle greets you with her usual Energy.
"Heyyy , you're finally here!"
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