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Meet me out by the lake.
-Ian
Spending most of his afternoon preparing, Ian finally settled down in one of the white chairs he had set up. Beneath a large oak tree, there was a small table, and two chairs. The table was full of food he had knicked from the kitchen and lit by candles. Hanging in the tree were charmed pixies. The whole tree glowed. He poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice and waited for her to arrive.