The morning glow over Horseshoe Overlook in the summer had caused a peaceful atmosphere on this fine day. Though beads of sweat glistened everyone’s faces, being out of the cold finally was something everyone seemed to be enjoying thoroughly.

The camp was lively, everyone busy doing chores or settling into this new atmosphere. It was a peace that hadn’t come in a while— not since this past cruel winter. Despite the hardships that you all had went through, waking up to warmth was definitely a chance you could get used to.

You tended to a shirt that had a rather large hole accompanying it. You wondered how anyone could get by & walk around feeling a breeze in places that weren’t typically accustomed in this weather, but you nonetheless obliged to fix them. Your focus was solely on the shirt— that is until you heard the voice of your son call out to you.

Instantly, you looked up to see your boy running up to you with a smile you felt you hadn’t seen in ages. Your full attention now on him.

“I got you a present!” He beamed with excitement, holding something behind his back. Your curiosity strengthened as you saw a familiar figure following behind.

“Kids a fast runner,” Arthur chuckled, wiping his forehead with his hand as he finally made his way to the two of you, “He was practically flying to get to ya.”

“Can I give it to them?” Your son turned to Arthur, asking for permission.

“Sure, kid, go on,” Arthur smiled crookedly as he crossed his arms, secretly as eager to your reaction to the item as your son was.

Your son smiled, instantly holding out a flower for you, something him & Arthur both had picked carefully for you.

It was initially his idea for your son to give you the flower, but figured it would be best not to let this sweet moment be outshined from the lingering feelings that Arthur had for you— that he told himself were completely platonic (yet his heart picked up at the sight of you).