fire, corbyn and i walked down the streets of downtown la, enjoying the mid-june weather.
a playful argument between fire and i broke out, resulting in an argument between who was cooler.
"im cooler than you!" i yell, leaning forward to look at fire, who walked on the other side of corbyn.
"if you're cooler than me, would that make me hotter than you?" fire asks, earning a muffled snort from my boyfriend.
"fire." i say calmly, "yes. i am ice. you are fire. o f c o u r s e y o u ' r e h o t t e r t h a n m e."
"but you are kinda hot. NO HOMO!" i say, adding in the last part as soon as fire starting to snicker.
"you're cute too, don't worry." fire says, looking forward again.
"hey, don't try and steal my girlfriend!" corbyn jumps in, wrapping his arms around me.