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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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"So where are we having this lovely picnic?" She knew a few places but wanted to see where he wanted to go.

“I have no preferences,” he put his keys on the counter in front of her. “Where ever you want to go,”

"Well there's this little abandoned clearing in the woods back behind the park. It's pretty nice, I use to go there a lot."

Lillian wanted to say she doubted that too, but she couldn't. "Even more than singing?"

Darren fell deep into thought but eventually, “Yup! Love you more than singing and playing the piano at the same time,”

"That is very specific," Lillian giggled.

“I was just specifying my love for you,”

"Glad to know our love is that specific."

"Well there's this little abandoned clearing in the woods back behind the park. It's pretty nice, I use to go there a lot."

“Then there we shall go,”

“I was just specifying my love for you,”

"Glad to know our love is that specific."

Darren made a confused face, not smart enough to know if that was a good or bad thing.

"Great! Let's go!" She smiled brightly. She hadn't been to this place in a long time. It was a surprise to her that she hadn't been back sooner.

Lillian smiled at him, "That's a good thing babe."

Lillian smiled at him, "That's a good thing babe."

Darren nodded, “Then yes, we have a specific love…”

"Great! Let's go!" She smiled brightly. She hadn't been to this place in a long time. It was a surprise to her that she hadn't been back sooner.

“You drive or teleport… you know where you’re going,”

"Well let's see, hmm…" She pretended to think for a second, then snapped and the house was replaced by the clearing. "Welcome to my home away from home." There were a few mossy picnic tables and rusty playground attractions. "I found this place after my mom died and it's kind of been my sanctuary."

Lillian smiled at him, "That's a good thing babe."

Darren nodded, “Then yes, we have a specific love…”

"Yep," Lillian pressed her head against his chest, "Extremely specific. Piano and singing specific."

"Well let's see, hmm…" She pretended to think for a second, then snapped and the house was replaced by the clearing. "Welcome to my home away from home." There were a few mossy picnic tables and rusty playground attractions. "I found this place after my mom died and it's kind of been my sanctuary."

“It’s beautiful,” Ryan awed as he looked around, “We should come here when it’s warmer,” Ryan paused, something was familiar, as usual he shrugged it off.

Lillian smiled at him, "That's a good thing babe."

Darren nodded, “Then yes, we have a specific love…”

"Yep," Lillian pressed her head against his chest, "Extremely specific. Piano and singing specific."

“No, better than piano and singing specific,”

"Yeah, it's really pretty in the spring." She looked around at the place she'd called home for the night a thousand times and smiled. She loved this place.

"How much better?"

"Yeah, it's really pretty in the spring." She looked around at the place she'd called home for the night a thousand times and smiled. She loved this place.

“Too bad I hate Spring,” he laughed.

She gasped dramatically. "How could you?!" She turned away in mock surprise.

"How much better?"

“So much better,”he kissed her head.

She gasped dramatically. "How could you?!" She turned away in mock surprise.

“All the pretty snow goes away and leaves muddy slush, then it rains and leaves more mud, it’s gross,”

(I don’t even know what Spring is, where I live, We Only have winter and summer… lol it’s always so cold)

Lillian leaned her weight against him, "I'm glad it's so much better."

Lillian leaned her weight against him, "I'm glad it's so much better."

“What are we going to do with our lives?”

"Like I said, I adore winter. It's like every good movie cliche either happens at night, in the rain, or in the snow. Don't lie, it's true."

(Can confirm.)

(Yeet. It’s just really cold for too long then suddenly humidity hits and you’re like… oh summer)

"Like I said, I adore winter. It's like every good movie cliche either happens at night, in the rain, or in the snow. Don't lie, it's true."

“I like summer rain, Spring is gross,”

"I don't know, die?" Lillian laughed with slight morbidity, "But in all reality I still hope to make it as an actor."

"Although I will admit, autumn is probably my actual favorite. The last bit of warmth soaking into the ground with the breeze hinting at the cold to come. The leaves in all bright colors and the last minute trips before the temperature drops. It's like the world is starting to fall asleep." She sighed dreamily, watching her breath puff out in white and swirl away.

"I don't know, die?" Lillian laughed with slight morbidity, "But in all reality I still hope to make it as an actor."

“I think Cancer will kill me before I become a singer…”