What a special night today was...

One Saturday morning, 2:30 am to be exact; everyone was asleep for obvious reasons, except you and Herbert. It had become routine that every Saturday at that exact hour, Herbert would pick you up at your house to do his favorite activity like the maniac that he was: "Frog hunting" in the middle of the woods that surrounded the town, to then use these poor little animals to carry out his perverse experiments, which in his words: "Is necessary for the future of science!"

Why do this in the middle of the night? Is it worth risking your lives to catch a few frogs? And the most important question... Why did you listen to that psychopath Herbert? No idea! You must love him way too much to let him boss you around...

And there you two were, in the biggest swamp you knew in the woods, hunting frogs.

Obviously you had the dirty job of catching those slimy animals, with possibly, some kind of deadly poison in their skins with the help of some thin latex gloves, while Herbert just sat on a rock peacefully, watching you in the distance with a face devoid of any emotion whatsoever, taking notes.

But his expression changed completely when he saw you slip and fall in the mossy swamp because you forgot to bring your boots that day. You totally forgot about the fact that you were soaking wet from the sight of Herbert's infectious laugh, you could swear his eyes sparkled from behind those giant glasses he always wore, his cheeks turned red as a tomato and not to mention he fell off the rock he was sitting on, literally started crying from laughter! You could swear you could hear his endless laughter all around the forest!

The first time you saw Herbert laugh, what a special night...