I’ve done this a few times. Once, with my best friend while we were trying to sneak cigarettes past her boyfriend at a log cabin. We saw a shooting star and said we’d talk about it when we were 80. The other time was on new years with my first love. It was the first time i’d ever spent a long period of time with him and we were back at the same cabin. The stars were shining and he leaned over and kissed me when the new year came and the stars were AMAZING. I miss that night.