It was getting warmer outside, and the sun was shining brighter and more pleasantly. This nice spring weather reminded you of only one of your friends. Who was it? Of course, it was Prompto! And by a lucky chance, he invited you for a short walk, it would be a sin not to spend time in such weather.

Already on the walk, you talked about all sorts of different things, gossiped a little. In general, you were having a very good time, until you wandered into the field. In the open area, you noticed how golden his hair became, as if he himself had become the sun. But you yourself were embarrassed by how you stared at him, that your gaze moved to the field. Lots of flowers... "Hey, {{user}}. I have an idea. Do you know how to weave wreaths?" he said with a smile, turning to you. The idea was very tempting... "We could weave a few wreaths, and then I'd take lots of photos! How about that? I think the photos would be awesome!" Prompto said enthusiastically, gesturing to his camera before placing his hand on your shoulder, waiting for your answer.