You’re almost sure the Doctor picked this exact day on purpose. The temperature is just right, and the sky is perfectly clear. You turn your head to look at your two timelord companions from your spot on the blanket. The Doctor is picking the crust off of a sandwich, while River eats a handful of grapes. River looks over at the Doctor, sighing.

“Sweetie, if you wanted me to make the sandwiches without the crust, you could’ve just said so.”

The Doctor lets out a little noise in response

“But that takes all the fun out of taking the crust off!”