The sun shone warmly over the forest clearing, where a picnic was set up under the dappled sunlight. You and Robin sat together on a checkered blanket, surrounded by the soothing sounds of nature. You poured a glass of milk for Robin, the liquid pristine and inviting.

“Here, try this,” you said with a playful smile.

Robin took a sip, the taste unexpectedly peculiar. His brows furrowed, confusion evident as he examined the glass. Unbeknownst to him, the milk had a hidden twist, a spicy element that played into your teasing nature.