Amy stared around her in fascination. The vibrant colours of dozens of multicoloured balloons contrasted sharply with the dull colours of the rooftop, but seemed to blend in just perfectly with the summer sunshine. With the addition of bubbles that reflected the colours of those balloons floating around lazily, the rooftop seemed so much more magical. Amy spotted a picnic blanket spread out in the midst of the entrancing site. She took several hesitant steps towards it and opened the picnic basket on the checkered blanket.
Inside, a single phone with earphones already plugged in lay solitary on the base of the basket. Amy pressed the play button, her heart racing with.. Eagerness? Curiosity? She herself didn't know what she was expecting to see in the video. For her, all she knew was that she was relieved because Alex was still alive and well.
Alex's face appeared on the screen of the phone Amy held dearly. As the video proceeded, Amy felt tears starting to well up in her eyes. The video featured Alex as he secretly helped her whenever she needed it. Copying her notes for her by asking her classmates when she was absent. Fanning her without her noticing when she felt hot. Helping her put in a good word to the teachers so she could go on the class trip she longed for. Coming over to her house with porridge in one hand and notes in the other so he could help her with her due project. He was her Santa, her Superman, her tooth fairy all in one.
As Amy watched the video, she felt soothing warmth envelope her when all of a sudden...
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