Mine

"Fred, I'm ready. What's delaying you," Rosaline asked. Both were about to go out. While Rosaline was already dressed up and ready to go, Frederick was yet to get ready.

"I'm almost done," he yelled from inside.

"I'm leaving without you in five minutes," Rosaline said. Frederick ran out immediately. His shirt was buttoned halfway, his trousers were below his knees and his hair was nothing to write home about. Rosaline giggled on seeing him.

Frederick scowled at her.

"You made me late, and now you are giggling," Frederick accused.

Rosaline shrugged and stifled another giggle. She walked over to him and began to button up his shirt.

"This is what you should have done since," Frederick said with a smile and patted her head.

A few minutes later, both left the house with no destination in mind. As the couple strolled the streets of Paris, they ended up at a park.

"Isn't that the park where we did the three-legged race," Rosaline asked, pointing at the park excitedly.

Frederick looked in t