Neil knew Andrew didn't like when he was staring, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to remember every mole and every freckle on his skin, he wanted to take a picture of him when he was standing there, with a cigarette in his hand, looking at the stars. His hair were shining in the moonlight and it was almost painful to look at him. Neil was quiet, he didn't want to ruin their comfortable silence, but his words came out involuntary.
"I told him that i loved him, was not sure if he heard
The roof was pretty windy and he didn't say a word
The flat, dry plains are often windy, and perhaps not the best for camping...but they're exceptionally good for a proper roll at the end of a long day of flying.