ALL DRAWING SHOTS: ISO400, f22, 1/3

EXTREMELY FLATTERING PICTURE OF ME: ISO400, f4, 1/60

There were minutes remaining of the year, and Avery was reminded of all the things they’d sworn to do but never followed through with. Roads left untraveled, words left unsaid, things never done. But there wasn’t really any rush. Who said that they had to be done in a year? Avery had the rest of their life to go at. A life to be discovered next year.

Evanna shivered under the mound of jackets and drew her blanket closer around her shoulders. The sleet had slowed to gently falling snowflakes, which Evanna caught on her hand, Avery holding her arm as she leant forward so she didn’t fall off the roof. Then she smiled and leant back as Avery’s phone lit up, the alarm for midnight going off.

Fireworks began to light up the sky above the tallest buildings, the light and sound carrying to them even here. They felt the bang resonate in every surface they touched and in their chests. Windows glinted with green and purple and golden stars. Were they closer they could have heard the grating crackle as the fireworks fizzled out of existence.