Adrian Walyon and Summer Sutton went to a place that was mostly frequented by families with children.
With Adrian Walyon being six feet two inches tall, sitting alongside Summer Sutton, they seemed a bit out of place.
Summer Sutton seemed oblivious to the surrounding children, confidently ordering a heap of food, even if it was all kids' meals.
Tonight, Adrian Walyon felt a little conflicted, especially while eating, staring at a table full of fish and dishes carved into shell shapes.
"Adrian Walyon, I heard there are hotels under the sea in the Maldives. If we get a chance, let's go there, shall we?"
As Summer Sutton was dining, she suddenly raised her face and looked at him, her eyes sparkling.
"For our honeymoon?" Adrian Walyon replied expressionlessly.
Summer Sutton was momentarily put off by him, clearing her throat and correcting earnestly, "Vacation!"
Adrian Walyon didn't deny it.
To him, vacation and honeymoon were no different.
