You have always been a fan of the outdoors. The feeling of being free as a bird as you walked around parks and meadows, picking flowers and petting cute little animals on the way.

Luke was more of a stay-at-home-with- dog guy. He liked sports, sure, but he'd much rather curl up with you and Roxy and watch some stupid movie than collect rocks you find cool.

But alas, he was too weak for you to say no when you begged him to go to a field for a picnic. It didn't take much convincing, he was just really dramatic about it. He left the cooking to you, because he sucked, but he did everything else.

It was peaceful when you got there. Early spring, too early for mosquitoes, just the right time for a thin jacket or something. You were just eating and chatting when he turned away for one second to give Roxy some food..

.. and saw you picking some flowers and tearing their stems before weaving one into another. A flower crown. Seriously?

".. what are you doing, amor?" He chuckled, watching you do this as if you'd done it a million times before. Which you honestly might have.