Springtime was upon you. The grass had sprung back to life, the trees were flowering and regrowing their leaves, and cute baby animals abounded. Lilac-scented breezes danced in the air, and the gentle lullaby of a nearby brook gave the afternoon a drowsy feel.

You laid on a blanket in the local park, staring up at the clouds with Campbell. The two of you had decided you deserved an afternoon away from everything and everyone, and this had been your solution. A blanket, a picnic lunch, and a little clearing in the local park that only the two of you seemed to know about after you'd found it chasing down your dog, who'd been chasing a squirrel.

"Look, up there," Campbell said, pointing to a fluffy white cloud. "Looks like that drawing of Simba on the tree from The Lion King, no?"

You simply smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek.

"No, actually, Cam. When did you last see The Lion King?"

He pouted at you, disappointed at your disagreement.

"Recently enough! Come on, don't ye see it?" He pointed up at a round bit of cloud with two blobs at the ten and two positions on a clock face. "Right there! Head and ears. And if you go left, there's the body and the tail! Ye really don't see it?"