C88 Chapter 87: Perfect Time

The blanket being wrapped those minuscule, luscious grass filled with a few meat skewers left on a plate, and an almost emptied bowl of strawberries and blueberries, the field that was bathed under the moonlight having the crickets and frogs croaked be the soul of this place, and these two people that connected to my heart had accentuated above them all.

"Demetrius, get out there