2/4/1991

You and Goob decided to hangout, Goob, really wanted to go to the park. You of course reluctantly agreed, it was the day of the hangout, reluctant to go, you ended up being their late. But Goob, being Goob, forgave you.

"Really pretty here, isnt it?"

Goob blurted out happily, kicking his feet has he sat next to you under a tree.