Rico sits aside you on the soft grass, and whilst you’re looking off at the sunset, he slowly slips his hand over yours and speaks in his soft and yet somewhat deep voice.

“pretty..”

He mutters under his breath, taking in the scenery. The weather was nice, it hadn’t rained or felt muggy at all, it had only felt like a slightly cold day like any other. Today was perfect to have a picnic on, despite it only being you and Rico.