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Tonight Trevor and I went stargazing for the first time in a LONG time. We went often when we were first going out. Anyway, we just got back a little bit ago. We were coming down this hill on this trail that was sandy in some spots and I slipped majorly. In the split second that I grabbed onto Trevor, I thought I was still going to hit the ground, but I didn't. Then RIGHT AFTER, I slipped again and thought we were both going to fall but somehow we managed not to. Afterward, I told Trevor I thought I was gonna fall for sure that second time and bring him down with me. He told me he didn't think that I was gonna fall either time.