Who: @chaoticmattwhitlock Where: Carroll Campus
"So we strollin' first, or eatin'? Strollin' ta where we wanna be eatin'?" Birch grinned as she motioned to the covered wicker basket on the elbow of the same arm that currently held her piglet's leash. She'd actually taken a long time that morning getting ready, knowing she'd be going from classroom right into their date, butterflies swirling in her stomach the entire day.
They'd been texting most of the day, and her excitement had only grown, so now as she walked out to the very welcome sight of him outside the doors of the elementary, she couldn't help but be all smiles.














