You sit on the tree swing outside, swinging back and forth slightly. The ropes have been overgrown by flowers and it makes you feel like a princess/prince. You have some music playing and you're singing along, while watching all the wildlife. The song currently playing is Record Player by Daisy the Great. Mr. Compress walks up from behind singing along aswell.

"I've got a record player that was made in 2014. Dyed my hair a blue, it came out a sea-sick sorta green. I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees. I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees"

He's got a lovely singing voice...

He walk around to the side of the swing.

"May I sit with you?"

He asks it in this formal voice, like he's asking for tea at a tea party.