บท 487: Little Likes

The more we walked, the more relaxed she became… it was still a long trek ahead of us through invisible trees and stroke-inducing ditches, but we made the most of it being in each other's company. 

There wasn't much at all in terms of excitement, entertainment… here, surrounded only by the quiet and the occasional nightly sounds, it was as simple and as basic of an outing as you could possibly have.

Just perfection, really… in its own simple and basic way. Her presence, the sound of her voice amidst the sway of branches and rustling leaves, the feel of her warmth in the howling, chilling breeze - things could have stayed as is 'till the sun rose over the hills again, and I would be heading back, grinning from ear to ear, not being able to ask for any more.