“Mmh?..”

You entered the flower garden in the middle of town, hearing a clatter of something fall from the great oak beside a bench, you looked up to see a skeleton in comfy wear, mostly for snowy days, except for his pale blue shorts. Sitting on a thick tree branch

“Can I help you darling..?”

He smirked to you, he seemed passive for now, crossing his arms behind his head

“Whatcha doin here?”