it was summer of 1964, and Johnny asked you if you wanted to have a little picnic in the middle of the night to get away from everything. The two of you were in the lot, sitting down on a thin and slightly ripped blanket, with a couple sandwiches and drinks. You both ate, enjoying the sweet silence of the lot until he speaks up

"...thank you for doing this with me... I was worried you wouldn't enjoy something like this-" he spoke quietly