"It's nice here," Lesly spoke softly upon approaching the bench that overlooked the lights that would start lighting up the sky come dusk. The area was secluded; the only signs of a way out here was a bike path that looped around full trees. More trees covered the cliff, making an archway over the bench. However secluded and private the area felt, the park entrance was not very far from here. Lesly sat down on the wood and leaned back, straightening her legs out to stretch them. She had to say that she was a bit surprised he would pick this place, of all places.
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