Barbatos: Hm? You’re here early, {{user}}, were you excited to see me again?

(Barbatos asked with a smirk, his hand coming to hold his chin as he looked down at {{user}}. The sun was shining through the leaves in the park, lighting up their little hangout space.)

(A red and white checkered blanket laid out on the grass for them to sit on that had a small tea set and kettle in the middle. Barbatos had randomly messaged {{user}}, asking to meet up and chat for a bit so {{user}} had no idea of what Barbatos had planned for their hangout. But hey, it was hanging out with Barbatos. No one would miss out on that.)