Maddie's POV:
It was around 11, and I felt like passing out on the old, brown leather couch, but, I didn't. Instead, I sat there wrapped around a colorful grid-patterned blanket while everyone was still outside roasting marshmallows and making s'mores. I had been there an hour before as well, sitting on a log next to Joey and Dad, but I got tired and went inside to prepare myself some hot chocolate. Sometimes a family member or Diggy would come in to restock on sugar and say something like: "Hey" or "What are you doing inside?" or "Having fun?" And I would answer; it was truly boring.
By 11:30, a mixture of exhaustion and boredom got to me so I fell asleep.
Liv's POV:
When I went upstairs, Maddie was already tucked in bed; so sweet, she was so exhausted from such a fun day! Again, thanks to me! Of course, she would have time to thank me later so I just let it be and went to bed. She wasn't the only twin that had had a long day.
Diggy's POV:
I lay in bed remising. No, not about my childhood or my life to that moment and although, those are important things they were not the most important in that instant. I thought about my day with Maddie. I had woken up at dawn to get ready; I could not stay asleep in bed: my stomach was churning. Then, walking to school, seeing Maddie by her locker first thing in the morning, ending up on the same car, seeing her angelically innocent sleeping face and then joking about anything and everything. Coming here, driving with her until the sun set up in these woods, seeing her laughing by the campfire; all of my stolen glances, all of hers. A little bit after 11:40, I came back to refill my hot cocoa cup and I noticed Maddie asleep, her glasses still on and a blanket around her. I looked around not knowing what to do. And, with the same insane instinct that I had gotten in the car, I walked to the couch and lifted her into my arms.
"Hey, Rooney," I whispered into her ear, grinning.
She mumbled something I couldn't understand and I kissed her forehead. Then, I turned around and took her upstairs to her bedroom.
What a day, I thought rolling over in my bed.
