Sam sat across from Reid, both staring intently at the chessboard on the stone table between them. The sounds of nature and humanity mingle in a symphony of chirping birds and laughing children. Reid brushed a hand through his hair as Sam moved one of his pawns. The wooden 'clack' of pieces hitting the board was drowned out as the wind rustled the leaves gently above the pair. Several moves were made in relative silence save for the inevitable background noise of the park. Reid made his final move, finally trapping Sam's king in one fell swoop.
"Checkmate." He smiled.