James smiled a the writing on his arm as he locked the door behind him and went downstairs to have his walk. He didn't really have a destination in mind but ended up walking along the river and eventually into the park, where people were throwing a frisbee for a dog and some kids were playing tag or making leaf piles to jump into. James loved fall. It was, in his opinion, the most beautiful season with the most comfortable weather. It was a little chilly, but he wasn't freezing. Just right.<br/><br/>Spotting a food vendor over by the entrance of the park, James bought a toasted sandwich and an iced latte, and sat down, grabbing the pen out of his pocket as he started eating. "<i>It's a nice day</i>," he wrote to his soulmate, looking out over the landscape. "<i>I'm sure I look strange drinking an iced latte in the cold though."</i>It was a well-known fact that James rarely drank hot coffee. He was just one of those people. It could be 30 below and he'd still have ice in his drink. He hoped his soulmate thought it was funny, at least.