Closed: Picnic Time with Skylar Fawcett

[so_harry]

It was chilly- perhaps a bit colder than that, even- if the people bustling through the park holed up in their parkas were any indication. But the area in which Skylar and Harry were perched was perfectly warm. It felt like a spring day

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[skylar_x]

Despite the cold it had actually turned out to be a perfect day, the sun was bright and the sky was a gorgeous clear blue. Skylar was wearing her new jacket that Harry had gifted her, a deep v-neck blue sweater underneath, and the little ferris wheel charm necklace around her neck. She stretched herself out on the cozy blanket, picking idly at the grapes.

"I think it's good for me," she told him, taking a deep breath. It was definitely much better than being cooped up in her room.

Actually, the whole thing reminded her of Christmas Day. There were many more people around, most of the racing through the park as a short cut, but there was an easy calmness that had settled around them.

[so_harry]

He glanced down at her, his eyes slowly traveling over her form. She looked relaxed and warm and like the Skylar he'd come to know extremely well over the last month. It was still absurd to think he could feel this way after such a short amount of time.

"Good-" he said, brow furrowing as he smiled, feeling pretty damn relaxed himself. "We should have done this sooner-"

[skylar_x]

"We should do this all the time. It's perfect," she sighed happily, laying back against the blanket.

When she was younger she'd watch the clouds pass by, laying out in the grass or the merry-go-round for hours in silence. Even there there weren't many clouds out now she looked up into the vast empty sky, smiling as she played with her ferris wheel.

It was amazing what a change of scenery could do for a person. Skylar wasn't preoccupied by every day floor creaks or door slams, constantly on edge.

"What sandwiches did you put together?" she asked him, head turning in his direction.

[so_harry]

"A bunch of stuff-" he said, shrugging. "I wasn't really sure what you liked the best so I tried to cover all my bases-"

He wrinkled his nose as he reached toward the basket, flipping over the latch to tip it toward him. There was one of well, everything, inside Lunch meat, tuna, egg, all the essential sandwich types.

"What can I get for you, darling?" He had an affected tone to his voice, a playful grin tugging at his lips.