closed starter for @indiasolano.
After Martian Haze played their set, Jay made a bee-line for the bar. His first drink was free and the others were courtesy of his mom's bridge club friend, Sharon. Before Sharon got too friendly, Jay excused himself for 'some air'. As the sun set over Half Moon Bay, the late winter air was crisp and sobering. He didn't like it. When things went quiet he could hear, too loudly, all the thoughts in his own head. Thoughts of shame, guilt, and insecurity that he didn't have the gumption to work through or shake.
Jay sought a distraction and impulsively hopped onto the hayride set to drive through the tunnel of love. Of course, he couldn't walk around to the steps but hopped into the wagon; dispelling a little hay as he did. The ride took off before he realized where, rather whom, he'd wedged himself next to.
"Hey."