Tim had gone for what he was afraid was possibly the lamest option he could have come up with, which was a picnic. Now, it had taken a good deal of effort, of planning, of the acquiring of proper materials, specifically for transport, because tupperware was not in exceptionally large supply. It had also taken some fervent not-begging to get
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Such was the case this evening, as after spending a little more time than she'd planned on getting ready, and dropping Dixon off with a babysitter, she found herself running behind schedule.
Needless to say, when she finally made it to the door of the compound- not terribly late- in the purple sundress that the clothes box had been kind enough to give her, she looked just a little frazzled.
"Sorry, I'm...late," She said, immediately apologizing, "I was sort of...hung up with the babysitter and..." She trailed off, doing a fantastic job of preventing herself from rambling excessively.
"...hullo."
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That certainly would have warranted a strange explanation.
"So...um, shall we?" She said, even though Bridget wasn't even sure what Tim had planned.
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