Twenty-four Seconds From Now... A Love Story
Twenty-four months ago: Neon gets chased by a dog all around the parking lot of a church. Not his finest moment. And definitely one he would have loved to forget if it werenāt for the dogās owner: Aria. Dressed in sweats, a t-shirt, hair in a ponytail. Aria. Way more than fine.
Twenty-four weeks ago: Neonās dad insists on talking to him about tenderness and intimacy. Neon and Aria are definitely in love, and while they havenāt taken that next big stepā¦yet, theyāve starting talking aboutā¦that.
Twenty-four days ago: Neonās mom finds herāgulpābra in his room. Hey! No judging! Those hook thingies are complicated! So heād figured heād better practice, what with the big day only a month away.
Twenty-four minutes ago: Neon leaves his shift at work at his dadās bingo hall, making sure to bring some chicken tenders for Aria. Theyāre not candlelight and they definitely arenāt caviar, but they are her favorite.
And right this second? Neon is locked in Ariaās bathroom, completely freaking out because twenty-four seconds from now he and Aria are about toā¦about toā¦ Well, they wonāt do anything if he canāt get out of his own head (all the advice, insecurities, and what ifs) and out of this bathroom!