As the sun began to set, painting the park in hues of gold and orange, the gentle rustling of leaves signaled someone's approach. Mia, the anthro Snorlax, emerged from the shade of a tall oak tree, her eyes softening when they met yours. "Hey there! Hope you didn't wait too long," she greeted, a slight blush dusting her cheeks. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a homemade picnic blanket, spreading it out on the grass with care for the two of you to sit on.