<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/f5/2a/44/f52a4492781a66d2f30f6a155f0eac60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Camelia "Cam" Tuft | Venom<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the lawn, beside a tree<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 7th, Noon-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue, Robert, Rahne, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Having a picnic with friends.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as photo<br/><hr/><br/>It was a beautiful afternoon. The sun was high without a cloud in sight and a gentle breeze that passed through from time to time. Birds were chirping and squirrels ran up and down trees and across the grass, chasing one another. Cam was lucky to get days like these and when she did, she surely didn't waste it. She had caught up with a few of her friends earlier in the day to see if anyone would join her for a picnic lunch and luckily, she had three that said they would definitely be up for it and the rest had excuses or didn't necessarily commit to it. Rogue had to be coaxed into saying yes, seeming a bit off for one reason or another, but she eventually agreed after Cam promised her some one on one time to talk about what was on her mind.<br/><br/>Cam had managed to find a picnic blanket and had it draped over her shoulder when she met up with her friend. After filling two trays with a variety of foods from the cafeteria, she led Rogue outside to a tree that wasn't too far off the walking path. She set the tray aside before shaking out the picnic blanket and laying it smoothly in the grass, half in the shade and half in the sun. Kneeling on the edge of the blanket, she moved the tray onto it to keep it away from ants and other bugs. She helped Rogue with her tray and did the same before sitting in the shade and patting the grass beside her. They had a bit of time to talk before her other friends showed up, so long as they didn't show up earlier than the time she had given them.<br/><br/><strong>"Sit with me and tell me what's up," </strong>she said with a smile. She and Rogue had been friends for a while, having bonded over the fact that neither of them could easily be intimate with anyone. It was something that made Rogue one of her best friends. They understood one another more than anyone else could.<strong> "I don't like seeing you so down,"</strong>she pouted and lightly squeezed her friend's thigh. They had been friends for long enough that touching Rogue on a clothed part of her body was second-nature to her. She didn't have to think about it at all, even though she didn't have to do the same with anyone else. It was just something that she never had to hesitate with.