Presnel arrived at Julian at 6:44 P.M.

He said 7 P.M. to Julian, but he was bored out of his mind, so he decided to leave early. But now, he did not wanted Julian to know that he was here already. He couldn't give him the impression that he couldn't wait, he was not 3 anymore. So he stayed in his car. Until that, a few minutes later, he heard a knock on his car window.

He jumped in fear before opening it, founding a Julian who was raising an eyebrow, a smirk on his face.

"What are you doing on your car like that?"

"Mh, well, I just parked it."

"Pres...I saw you parking by the window."

"Oh."

Julian laughed before leaving to sit down on the passenger seat while Presnel was mentally insulting himself because parking here when you don't want to be seen is a pretty bad idea.

"So, where are we going?"

"Picnic."

"You prepared a picnic?" Julian asked skeptically.

"Stop underestimating me!"

"I am not. I'm just asking."

"Mmh," Presnel mumbled, and Julian shook his head. They stayed quiet until they arrived in a street with several buildings. Presnel looked at Julian with a big smile.

"We're there!"

"But Kim...we are in the middle of Paris. We can't picnic between the buildings."

"Don't worry, everything is under control," Presnel said before leaving the car, and Julian did the same, lost. Presnel has always been unpredictable, but today, it was even stronger than usual.

Presnel took a bag from Carrefour with the PSG colors on it—Julian silently juged him—and started to walk towards the entrance of the building.

"Follow me, we are going up," he opened the door with his badge, and Julian nodded before following suit.