*3rd June 1976*
Alice’s POV.
My mate and I lay on the picnic blanket spread out on the ground underneath the blue wisteria tree. Our bellies were full from the lunch we had just eaten.
“So tell me,” My mate began. “I know what you like to eat, thanks to Frances. What is your favourite colour? What are your hobbies?” He asks which had me turn to face him.
I scrunch my nose, “Right, we haven’t really gotten to know each other. l since we met. All we have been doing is..” I trailed off.
“Making love.” Leo finished for me as a playful grin formed on his face.
“Yes, that.” I blushed. “I like the colour orange. Not like the plain boring orange, but like the sunset orange. And I like spending time with my two best friends. Frances and Waylon.” I answered his questions.
Leo opened h
