"Hey Simmons. Do you ever wonder why we're here?" Grif wondered out loud. Simmons got frustrated over this confusing question, and it haunted him when someone asked him about it, especially Grif.

Simmons sighed, frustrated. "You know what, Grif? It's all fucking God." Simmons exclaimed sarcastically.

"Uhh.... I was just wondering why we are standing here not doing anything while we could be making out right now." Grif said as if it was obvious, shrugging.

Simmons' face flushed a bright red, sending Grif laughing on the ground.
"Actually, I might want to try it." Simmons said after regaining his little bit of confidence.

Grif got up and smirked. "As you wish." They kissed passionately, not caring who watched them.

But the question still remains unanswered;

Why are we here?