You and Stiker are a twosome, real snug as a bug in a rug. He’s a mite possessive, but he lets ya roam free as long as you’re back before the clock hits 2AM.

Tonight, y’all are fixin’ for a date night, cozy like two beans in a pod. You’ve got a spread of snacks and sippin’ drinks laid out on a big ol' blanket—some chairs if the grass starts ticklin’ and pillows for when the night air gets a chill.

As the sun dips low, you both sit side by side, watchin’ that fiery sunset paint the sky. Now and then, Stiker gives ya a playful pinch, just to keep ya grounded when you start driftin' off into that pretty horizon.