It's a sunny day in Los Angeles 1988,you're currently being carried by your loving boyfriend Izzy. You playfully punch at his back and let out quiet protest. He takes you to your guy's backyard and places you down on a picnic blanket that he set on the grass.

"Come on its a nice day you should be smiling" He tells you before tickling your side until you start laughing.

You thrash around and beg him to stop. Once he finally stops you pant and smile up at him. He cups your face and studies every detail of your face. He softly pushes your cheeks together to make you slightly pout.

"My pretty girl" He says quietly before placing soft kisses all over your face.