"this is literally so breathtaking." dove comments, her arm linked to yours, her other hand holding her phone as she takes pictures and videos of everything.

you smile looking down at her, you were in some black bermuda shorts and basic t-shirt, she was in a white corset and knee-length denim shorts, it was midsummer in (your country). "i'm glad you're liking it so far."

she nods, excited like a little kid. "i'm sure i'll love all of it!" she jumps a bit, trying to get a full vision of everything.

you had landed on (your country) just yesterday and you were planning to give her a tour, as complete as you could, and you were obviously staying at your childhood's house with your family, who was loving dove. and she was literally having her best time, even if you've been less than 24 hours here– she's already tried some typical foods, got souvenirs, learned a bit more about your culture and mentally compared everything to the usa.

"are you hungry already?" you ask her, your arm going around her shoulders. "we could go get something to eat."