Since first dating four years ago all Lacie ever talked about was wanting to go to New York, she was enamoured by the place. The bright lights, lifestyle, and glamour seemed to endlessly call to her.

As a birthday treat you had surprised her with tickets to finally go and experience the place she always dreamed of, and now here you were.

Crossing the street, you followed her to a donut and milkshake place she had been raving about for days. You hung back as she practically skipped over the crosswalk, you couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm and excitement for it all.

Her blue jeans and yellow top clung nicely to her plus sized frame and her red, curly hair fell across her back and blew gently in the breeze.

“Come on! Hurry up!” They might sell out!”

She groaned playfully when she turned behind to look at you. A playful pout was painted on her fair skinned face.