The couple decided to do just as their parents allowed; they spend the last 5 hours of the day solely to themselves. No parties, no interruptions, and certainly no temptations of the alcohol nature.

Fiona's parents stayed in a hotel, so she and Imogen returned to the loft which Fiona would only have until the end of the summer. Her extra belongings would ship back home to her parents' home in New York while she attended OCAD University. Imogen would be close to Fiona's belongings and family, since she would attend NYU with mutual bestie Eli Goldsworthy at the end of the summer.

Fiona changed into her silky blue-purple button up top and pant bottom pajamas while Imogen dressed in a simple black tank and fluffy, bright pajama bottoms, covered in fluffy animals like sheep and kittens. Neither of them were big on the party scene, so they were both just as happy to stay indoors, together, taking advantage of the time they had left together.

They crawled into Fiona's bed, Imogen on the right and Fiona on the left. Imogen laid flat on her back, her head propped up by the pillows while Fiona lay against Imogen, her head resting on her girlfriend's shoulder. Fiona slid her arm around Imogen's waist and Imogen kept her arm around Fiona, holding her closely. Fiona's hand and Imogen's free hand met, their fingers lacing and resting on Imogen's hip.

The lights were off, but the blinds left open to let the moonlight in. They were surrounded by comforting silence, with obvious love filling the air around them.

Fiona cuddled into Imogen, barrying her face into her younger girlfriend's neck. "I can't believe it's all over."

Imogen nodded slowly in agreement. "Me either. We're going to be off to college soon and after a few years there, we'll be real adults, working daily to make a living. Shutter and cringe."

Fiona pouted, whining quietly. "Don't remind me. I just want us to enjoy the summer together."

Imogen slid her hand up from around Fiona, gently playing with her curls. "That's like two whole months together. It'll be perfect. Just us, with the parentals around every once in a while because who are we kidding, they'll force us to hang with them too."

"Ugh. If we must."

Imogen giggled lightly, Fiona smiling softly.

"I love you, Immy."

"And I, you, Fifi."

Fiona sat up slightly, looking down at Imogen. Feeling Fiona's weight off of her body, Imogen looked up at Fiona, their eyes meeting lovingly.

"What am I going to do without you next year?" The curly haired girl questioned, tilting her head slightly.

"Die a thousand deaths?" Imogen suggested.

Fiona playfully hit Imogen's shoulder, causing both of them to giggle, not breaking eye contact.

Fiona sighed softly. "I don't want to fall asleep, or wake up to anyone but you. And I especially don't want to spend my waking hours with fake people who have no concept of originality. And you know most artistic types; they shut people out and act holier than thou. I won't find anyone to my free time with. It's not like I'll be partying, or getting drunk, or having random hook ups."

Imogen shrugged. "I'd sure hope not."

Fiona released her hand from Imogen's, sliding her index finger along the younger girl's nose and tapped it gently.

Imogen couldn't help but smile. "Better not find some artsy tramp to cuddle up to. I might have to make an extra trip back home to rearrange some faces." She scoffed.

"Aw…my baby's jealous." Fiona cooed. "Don't worry, no girl could ever compare to you."

"What about boys?" Imogen joked.

Fiona laughed so loud that it almost woke up the neighboring tenants in the building. "I should be asking you that." She replied, laying her head back down on her girlfriend's shoulder.

"We're soulmates. No girl nor boy will ever ruin that."

Fiona nodded. "Agreed."

Imogen placed her lips on the older girls' forehead, kissing it ever so softly. "Rest up, beautiful. We have a busy summer ahead of us."

Fiona yawned, which Imogen took as a form of agreement.

Fiona cuddled into Imogen once again, so warm and cozy even more so than before, it didn't take long before she drifted off to sleep.

Imogen, a little more wound up because of all the sugar she had consumed earlier, took a while longer to comply with her own demand, however, the sound of Fiona's steady breathing in her dream state was comforting and relaxing for Imogen, so not soon after, she too fell fast asleep.