(I'm tired but I'm forcing myself to write this because I'll be super busy tomorrow. Love y'all 🥵💓)
(Also Mirren u are crazy girl.)
Y/N POV:
I set the basket full of fruit and champagne down on the red and white checkered blanket.
It was Saturday, June 19th. Ariana and I decided it would be nice to take advantage of the nice weather and go out for a picnic. We drove to a secluded park, me grabbing the food while Ari let the dogs run around. I grabbed two glasses and placed them carefully on a wooden board with the cheese and grapes.
"Looks good babe." Ariana said, appearing next to me.
"Thanks, I was hoping it would be nice." I replied, standing up to face her.
She chuckled and pulled me to her chest, kissing me passionately. I kissed her back, smiling against her lips and wrapping my arms around her neck. We hugged for a little while, watching the dogs chase each-other around.
"Wanna eat? I baked zucchini." I mumbled into her shirt.
"Mmmm sounds good." Ari hummed, sitting down on the blanket.
I sat next to her and grabbed a sandwich and a glass of rosè. We ate and talked, enjoying each other's company with nothing but our stories and the fresh summer breeze. It soon became late, the sun starting to set on the horizon, so we packed our food and headed back to the car.
"This was wonderful." I said, closing the door after Toulouse jumped into the Range Rover.
"It was, and very much needed. I'm glad you arranged this babe." Ariana replied, leaning over to kiss my cheek.
"Yep. We needed a pic of the nic."
"Never say that again please."
Sksksksks
This was short but I'm tired and have been so busy so cut me some slack alright?
Thanks babes.
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