You and Orihime sat on the plaid blanket while you watched the sun go down.

“I want kids… But I highly doubt i’ll have the opportunity to have them since my childhood isn’t fully complete.”

She sighed, looking down from the beautiful gaze and at the flowers that surrounded the two of you.

Orihime was right. Her mother was stuck in protisution nowhere to be seen. Her dad was an alcoholic that passed early on. And her brother passed away when she was 15 from a car crash.