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Carson had gone to a lot of trouble to make sure that things would be near perfect. He had set up a picnic near the waterfall- mostly fruit, but there were a few little luxuries, like just a bit of mahimahi that Carson had managed to prepare himself. It wasn't nearly as good as his Mum's cooking, but it was edible, which was good enough for Carson.
It was all spread out on a blanket that he had found in the basement of the compound, and Carson sat next to it trying his best not to look too nervous.
[For Catherine. ♥]
It was all spread out on a blanket that he had found in the basement of the compound, and Carson sat next to it trying his best not to look too nervous.
[For Catherine. ♥]