Blue lighter clipper light blue

Met up with my ex with the intention on smoking funny fags and shagging all night. Met up at my old Art school, went to the shop to get some snackage and went to the local reservoir to smoke in the summer sun. After walking the long way around, avoiding families, to find the ideal picnic spot, we discovered neither of us brought our lighter. I looked around to decide on who to ask to borrow theirs. Ex suggested the group of girls and not the group of homophobic looking lads. I dismiss this comment but approach the girls first. They don’t have one, then someone alone, they don’t have one as well. I get called over by the group of guys and they lend me a jet lighter lighter. I go back and we start to picnic. A short time after one of the guys comes over and hands Ex a blue clipper. Ex looks at me, “serves me right to stereotype.” The lighter was then gifted to me when we returned to my flat.