The friend who never makes it out, is out.
The hair is cooperative. The sunset is saturated. The heads are silhouetted. There is a dog.
You think: ‘The world is beautiful and the people are not sad.’ It is a late onset of optimism.
Here is an exchange of thoughts. Here is cathartic flirtation. Here is a cheese board.
Someone plays your song. Someone loves your shoes.
The sky turns into stars and says: ‘Don’t you even think of going home yet.’
Cocktail crafted by Lynnette Marrero
Photography by Sergiy Barchuk
Words by Sophie Isherwood