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|november 30 2019
jeremiah's italian ice
4:42 pm|

jordan pulled into the parking lot of the ice cream parlor, thumbing through his twitter timeline while he waited for symere to show up for their date.

today was the date of their one year anniversary, and to celebrate, jordan was taking symere out to the place that they went to on their first date - which was jeremiah's italian ice, an ice cream place right around the corner from their school. to everyone else it was an afterschool hang out and a relief from the unrelenting heat. to jordan, it was so much more than that.

symere told jordan he didn't want him to do anything that special and for the most part he decided to keep things simple. after all he was a broke 17 year old who worked at cvs for minimum wage, it wouldn't be practical for him to do anything overly extravagant.

there was one thing that jordan had been saving his money on for the longest, and it was tucked in his jean pocket at the moment, waiting to be presented to his boyfriend. a gold necklace with a heart shaped locket. when you opened the pendant, you saw both jordan and symere's initials engraved in one side, and a picture of the two together pushed into the second side, which showed through a transparent glass through the front. 

 he's been saving his money for weeks to be able to give his boyfriend this gift, and he hoped and prayed that he would appreciate it.

while he silently pondered on about how symere would react to the gift, he scrolled throughout twitter. he wasn't really interested with what was on his feed, he wasn't into social media like that to begin with. all that was there were the usual, run of the mill tweets about current events and random song lyrics, and the now infamous confession account tweeting about who's fucking who and who wants to fight who. 

it was entertaining to him at first, but honestly it was starting to get a little stale. no real tea was spilled - except for the michael thing, but that wasn't so much tea as it was outing someone for no reason. just the same recycled tweets about the same recycled drama over and over again.

the slender teen exited his car and stood outside the entrance, the late afternoon sun growing softer as it grew closer to evening. he wondered what was taking symere so long, since he only lived around the corner from the place and he insisted on walking.

he leaned against the brick wall ad he opened the imessage app and shot a text to his boyfriend to confirm he was okay:

jordy💕🌎
u alright? +*

symere responded within seconds.

baby*+💚_
On My Way!

baby*+💚_
fuck. *omw

after he received the confirmation from symere, he went back to the twitter app, seeing that he had an unread notification. he tapped it and saw that the confessions account had mentioned him, in a surprisingly pleasant tweet.

or at least, it seemed pleasant.

𝚗𝚠𝚑𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜ions

@ 𝚗𝚠𝚑𝚜_𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜

happy one year anniversary to jordan and symere💙💙💙 love y'all. hope y'all fuck so hard that the shit stain falls off jordan face. @𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒 @𝚕𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 - yours truly, jahseh.