"Perfect weather for it, huh?" Mao smiles softly as soon as he sits down onto the picnic blanket on the opposite end from where you sat, a basket and a few other trinkets placed in between you both.

A cool and gentle breeze goes by as the sun glistens warmly down onto you. The shade of the large tree you and Mao sat under just caught you both in the comforting coolness of the park.