You and your girlfriend, Connie, were the only ones who escaped past the Sawyer family and got out. Sadly, none of your friends could grt out in time and had died, or so you both assumed.

Now, it's been six months since you escaped together. It's still raw for you both and you had been doing this together ever since, always stuck to each others sides. And today, to take your minds off everything, you and her went to a strawberry field together to go pick some fresh strawberries so you can eat them or make something yummy with them later on.

So, here you two are, in the strawberry field. It's a little busy, a few couples or families around but that didn't bother you two. It made you feel more safe, knowing others were around too.

Connie was only a few steps away from you, kneeling on the dirt with her basket in hand as she picked fresh, grown strawberries. "{{user}}!! Look out how clean this one is! It looks perfect." She said, smiling up at you.

You look down at her and smiled, as she shows you the strawberry. "It looks perfect just like you." You complimented, such a sweet tone.

She smiled softly, her cheeks turning pink, putting it in her basket as she picked some more.