>>16342582"Y-Yeah, the pie's made out of souls or something. I had to go all the way to furthest reaches of hell to pick them up, you know!"
You try to shift the conversation elsewhere by ignoring her suspicions as nothing. Surely she'll be swayed enough to want to talk about the pie, people like pie. Why not?
You try to calm yourself by eating cranberry sauce. It's good, and everyone knows that good food calms people down.
Miss Leading looks up at the oak tree looming over the both of you, the leaves are falling, signifying summer's end and autumn's arrival.
"I'm not too sure of it, I really admire that you went out of your way to do all of this, but it just feels as if it's too much coming from you... Are you sure you don't want something? You're free to ask."
Placing your plate down, you start drumming your knees with your fingers, eyes darting all over the place, except for her face.
It's too early in the day for you to be all over her like this.
Commence awkward laughing.
A) "Can't two friends have a simple picnic up on a hill on a nice, warm day without any ulterior motives involved?"
B) "Gee, I remember when my dad used to play catch with me AAAALL the time, has your dad ever done that with you?"
C) "Gosh golly, my mom always used to say I shouldn't grow up to become my dad, did your mom ever say stuff like that to you?"
D) "I think you're just overreacting, you need to lighten up.~"
