He will be wearing my flower crown with a slightly confused expression and a forced smile with his arm lightly around my shoulders, trying his hardest not to touch. I will be leaning forward sobbing into my hands as they cover my face and I sink to the floor. Only to gather momentum for when I slowly start rising from the ground and floating into the air. I’m on my way to the sun. I will snatch the flower crown from Mads’ head on the way up as I ascend, laughing maniacally into the heavens.