Colin pov
I was waiting outside my car for Poppy to come outside. When she finally walked out of her house, she was holding a brown paper bag.
"Okay, what's up with the funeral clothes?" Poppy asked inspecting my all-black outfit.
"I can do anything I want on my birthday right?" I grinned at her.
She shook her head at me. "I brought you a surprise," she said waving the bag at me.
"Cookies?" I asked, trying to sniff them.
"No, it's better than that." I reached for the bag and she pulled it away, stuffing it inside her purse before I could reach it. "If you like what we do today, then you can have it."
"And if I don't?"
She smiled. "Well, you'll watch me eat it?"
"So, this is your attempt of forcing me to have a great time?"
"Was it that obvious?" She grabbed the car keys from my hand. "Since it's your birthday, you have the privilege of me being your personal driver today."
