Up On The Roof
Dipper took a deep breath,inhaling the scent of pine needles. It was a cool, breezy evening,the sun already beginning to sink below the hills. The forest sure was pretty from this spot on the roof,especially at sunset.
He took hesitant steps forward,towards the body that sat on the edge, brown hair flitting in the wind. He felt a lump in his throat,so he swallowed in an attempt to push it down, but it refused to leave. He gulped as he tapped the shoulder of the person in front of him, sitting right next to her so he could swing his feet of the edge of the roof.
"H-hey, Mabes."
"Hey Dipper."
She didn't turn to him at all, just