"30. 30 days."
"Huh?"
Ramona looked at me.
"30 days clean, Lokan."
"How have things been at home? Better?" I asked.
"Still wishing for 18...but yeah, things have improved slightly." She replied.
"I'm glad, Mona" I gave a smile.
Mona blew her bangs out of her face and leaned forward. The field we were in was providing a nice breeze. She likes wind.
"How's your job going? Anyone tip you today?" She looked at me suddenly and smirked.
"Well you can't expect a band with a name like AfterBite to get no tips, can you?" I started scratching her back.
"Yeah." She said. "Do you think we could eat dessert now? It's almost 7."
Oh yeah, we were on a picnic date. Damn wind, making me forget.
"Yeah, what did you bring?" I asked.
"You'll never guess." She stuck her tongue out at me.
"Probably not." I grabbed the basket and put it in the middle of the blanket.
"Red velvet cupcakes!" She screamed.
Her red hair blowing in the wind. Making the leaves in the air go to shame. Good Neighbours park always welcomes us. Just us. No one else comes. Just us. God I love her.
