"Seaweed Brain!" she complains.
"Yeah, Wise Girl?"
An innocent smile.
She rolls her eyes.
"Stop poking me!"
"I didn't poke you."
"Yes you did." she said with a pointed look at his outstretched hand.
"Accuser."
"Liar."
"Wise Girl."
"Seaweed Brain."
He pulls her into a kiss and she sighs against his lips.
"You always do that." she says, pulling away with a barely hidden smile.
"That's my Wise Girl."
A smile tugs at her lips.
He pokes her again.
"Seaweed Brain!"
Their laughter ripples through the forest.
((are you going to be there forever? because we are green and gray))
