Liam Kincaid (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
firstofitskind) wrote2019-12-31 11:29 am
firstofitskind) wrote2019-12-31 11:29 am
Maggie Daley Park, Chicago, Late Tuesday Afternoon
The last few days had been pretty packed with stuff- from finding rings, to getting the engraving done, to visiting all the usual touristy spots (and some not-so-usual ones, because cryptozoologists).
Today's agenda included outdoor ice skating on the skating ribbon, followed by dinner in a domeignore the fact that said domes are apparently closed for the season. THIS IS FICTION AND I CAN DO WHAT I WANT.
There was a party at the Carmichael later that evening, of course, but for now? Liam and Verity were enjoying some time to themselves (well, if you didn't count the crowd at the park.)
"Should we get hot chocolate?" Liam mused, looking at the stand thoughtfully. There was a bit of a wait until it'd be their turn on the ice, and hot chocolate seemed like a good way to fill the time.
[ooc: NFB for distance, for the wiiiiiiife and a heckuva lot of SP.]
Today's agenda included outdoor ice skating on the skating ribbon, followed by dinner in a dome
There was a party at the Carmichael later that evening, of course, but for now? Liam and Verity were enjoying some time to themselves (well, if you didn't count the crowd at the park.)
"Should we get hot chocolate?" Liam mused, looking at the stand thoughtfully. There was a bit of a wait until it'd be their turn on the ice, and hot chocolate seemed like a good way to fill the time.
[ooc: NFB for distance, for the wiiiiiiife and a heckuva lot of SP.]