The smell of salt water filled your nose as you took the path towards the beach. You knew Harvey hated the feel of sand in his clothes, so you were confused when you received a letter from him requesting your presence on the beach around 1pm.

Your eyes scan around, and to your surprise, your boyfriend had set up a picnic beside the shore. A red and white checkered blanket was decorated with different snacks, food and drinks, a few roses used to decorate. It was sweet.

“There you are!” Harvey lit up as he saw you, stumbling to his feet and awkwardly walking towards you, trying to not get sand in his shoes. He gave you a kiss and sat you down, making sure to be a gentleman as he set up your plate with your favourite food. He’d made each meal especially for you, remembering the small details of your preferences.

“You said you liked this, so I made it. Hopefully it’s to your liking…” he gave another awkward chuckle, his cheeks visibly red. How cute. He’d done all this just to be romantic.