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As the pair entered the party once again you could almost see the joy radiation from Archer. He felt happier than he had done in weeks and on valentine’s day weekend, which he usually spent hate-watching romcoms with Mari. Instead, he was at a semi-fun school dance with someone that really was the love of his short life. He really wasn’t in the mood for dancing anymore and whatever drama his friends were getting themselves into had really left his brain out in the parking lot. The only thing on his mind right now was Kavan, and their future together.

On their way to a table, Archer made sure to swipe a couple of icy bottles of water seeing as none of the punch bowls or the drink-fountain were to be trusted for a sober driver. As they sat down Archer wasted no time in showing some PDA. He turned his body so he could lean into his boyfriend wrapping Kavan’s arms around him like a scarf. 

For a moment he just sat there quietly, taking in his surroundings. His dancing peers some drunker than others, the surprisingly nice decorations, and the subtle smell of Kavan’s cologne. But there was still something that was eating at him from the inside. Something that had landed in his letterbox a few days ago: his early acceptance letter. 

[color=35996B]“Do you think….”[/color] he started, not really knowing where to start. [color=35996B]“...You’ll ever leave Florida?”[/color] he asked already kind of knowing the answer. No one really wanted to stay in Florida, most people just had to for one reason or the other. [color=35996B]“I mean… If you could move anywhere, where would it be?”[/color] Archer straightened up so that he could comfortably look at Kavan. [color=35996B]“Would you stay in the south? Or would you move up north?”[/color] he asked shifting slightly in his seat. [color=35996B]“Like… say… Chicago?”[/color] he pursed his lips and stared at his boyfriend with questioning eyes.

[color=35996B]“Cause I got into U of C.”[/color] he deadpanned, bracing for Kavan’s reaction.              

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