Tim had arranged for Sophia and himself to have a picnic infront of the sunset. It was going to be perfect, Tim had planned in his mind. Tim apparated to a special place, with Sophia, with her eyes closed, beside him. It was an isolated picnic ground with an ocean view and the sun that would set in a while.
Tim was wearing blue jeans, with joggers, light blue v-shaped tee with his hair gelled up a bit and a little bit of cologne as well, just to smell nice. He was clean and shaven, groomed and smelt nice. A way a guy should be, right?
At the place there already was a red and white checkered picnic blanket on the ground and two glasses, with two plates and two sets of knives, forks and spoons, with food. There was plenty to choose from.
There were packet potato chips with french onion dip. There was also some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with no crust, plain rice, variables of meats, and well almost everything. He wasn't sure what Sophia enjoyed eating..or that she could eat at all. So he also had a few different vials of blood.
Okay, you can open your eyes now. Tim said to Sophia and stood beside the picnic. He picked up the red frisbee and did a devilish cute smile at her. I wasn't sure what you enjoyed eating. Tim chuckled, embarrased.