To the park.

"There's really endless possibilities." You tease. Carrie laughs.

"Maybe somewhere quiet?" She says.

"Or, somewhere really busy." You say.

"Oh, you want to show me off, pass me along?"

A noise behind you startles her. It sounded like a cat landing on a dumpster. You realise that she's still highly on edge, dispite her supposed ease.

"Alright. " You say. "Let's head to the park. Nice and quiet."

The two of you head left and follow the road until the grass comes alongside you and trees start emerging from the dark. There's lanterns up ahead and a short bridge over the water. As you walk over it there's a disturbance in the water below as ducks quack to voice their disapproval of the disturbance.

"Can they please be quiet." She whispers."I see someone up ahead."

"Please be quiet." You tell the ducks, but your eyes are already glued onto the small white light close to the ground. It's accompanied by a chiming noise. The light passes below a lantern and you see the shape lf a person walking a dog, who's collar has a light below the neck. The two of you also approach a lantern shining its circular spot on the ground. You feel fair tensing up. Her pace is trying to grind down but you hold her hand firmly and make wat.

"Honey." She moans in unease. You let go of her hand and your eyes met.

"Go stand there." You say as you give her a warm smile. She bites her lip as she crosses her arms. "Go on." You say assuredly. She turns to the road in front of her. For a moment you wonder if she needs to pee. She walks into the spotlight and holds her ground in wonderful dread. Footsteps invade the silence of night as the little white light summons a large white poodle with curled hair into the spotlight. The dog is weary but excited as carrie kneels down. A smart move, you think. With her knees pressed against her chest she embraced the dog's head and cuddles its large hanging ears. The owner enters the spotlight. It's a guy in a leather coat, looks to be in his late forties. Split uneasily between bewilderment and the usual friendly smile and nod he looks into carrie patting his dog.

"Good evening. " He says. "Are you- is everything alright, madam?"

"Good evening." Carrie giggles. "I'm quite alright."

"Can I offer you my coat. I'll walk you home if you want to."

"Really, I'm fine." She says as she gets up. For a moment your eyes follow her arms. They're hesitant, before they cross her chest.

"Very well, good night." He says before he calls his dog to follow. He starts to walk but looks over his shoulder before he leaves the light. You suddenly realise that he's walking your way.

In a surprising rush of panic you decide to walk towards them. You pass the dog as it sniffles at your legs. Then you wish the gentleman good evening and casually stroll along. With a smirk you enter the spotlight. As carrie sees you she breathes a sigh of relief and you wrap your arms around one another.

"Well that was awkward." You say with a big grin.

"No shit!" She whispers. "And somehow I'm trembling with excitement."

"Really?" You ask. You look at her again. She can hardly stand still. Your mind begins to race with possibilities again.