Sora: looked out at the meadow. It overflowed with daisies, tulips, crysanthemums, irises, marigolds, even a rose here and there. |gasp| "Oh Matt! It's so pretty! all those flowers!" She turned her head back to face him, who was still grasping her hands.
Matt: "I grew them just for you!"
Sora: "Ma-att!"
Matt: "okay, so I didn't. They're still just as pretty!"
Sora: softly,"Yes, they are. They smell nice too."
She let go of his hands, turning around to face him all the way. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he placed his arms around her waist. They were so close, their foreheads touched. They stared into each others eyes, lost in thoughts of love.
Matt: "Like you. You're so beautiful that your beauty surpasses that of all these flowers combined."
Sora: "Aw, how sweet..." then she giggled. "That was the cheesiest pick-up line I ever heard, but it was still sweet."
Matt: pretending to be hurt, "I tried!"
Sora: "I know, I was just messing with you." They both smiled, and all was silent for a moment.
Matt: "Hey, why don't we sit down?"
Sora: "Here?"
Matt: "Yeah." They sat down together, and Matt put his arm around her shoulder. "We'll have a great view of the sunset from here."
It was a grand sight, indeed. The sun was almost just below the horizon, casting the day's last golden rays on the scattered clouds. A breeze high in the sky blew the clouds around gently, making them appear to dance. One cloud blew in the way of the sun's rays, casting them everywhere. Kinda like what happens when you shine a flashlight at your fingers and wave it around.
Sora: "Wow, doesn't that just look so... so heavenly?
Matt: "Yeah, it does." Sora looked at him, then brought her hand up and tickled the back of his neck. "YAHAA! That tickles! Stop, Sora!" he laughed and fell over backwards, squirming. She stopped ticklng his neck, turned to face him in a kneeling position, and tickled his stomach. He laughed even harder until he could barely laugh anymore.
Matt: "I grew them just for you!"
Sora: "Ma-att!"
Matt: "okay, so I didn't. They're still just as pretty!"
Sora: softly,"Yes, they are. They smell nice too."
She let go of his hands, turning around to face him all the way. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he placed his arms around her waist. They were so close, their foreheads touched. They stared into each others eyes, lost in thoughts of love.
Matt: "Like you. You're so beautiful that your beauty surpasses that of all these flowers combined."
Sora: "Aw, how sweet..." then she giggled. "That was the cheesiest pick-up line I ever heard, but it was still sweet."
Matt: pretending to be hurt, "I tried!"
Sora: "I know, I was just messing with you." They both smiled, and all was silent for a moment.
Matt: "Hey, why don't we sit down?"
Sora: "Here?"
Matt: "Yeah." They sat down together, and Matt put his arm around her shoulder. "We'll have a great view of the sunset from here."
It was a grand sight, indeed. The sun was almost just below the horizon, casting the day's last golden rays on the scattered clouds. A breeze high in the sky blew the clouds around gently, making them appear to dance. One cloud blew in the way of the sun's rays, casting them everywhere. Kinda like what happens when you shine a flashlight at your fingers and wave it around.
Sora: "Wow, doesn't that just look so... so heavenly?
Matt: "Yeah, it does." Sora looked at him, then brought her hand up and tickled the back of his neck. "YAHAA! That tickles! Stop, Sora!" he laughed and fell over backwards, squirming. She stopped ticklng his neck, turned to face him in a kneeling position, and tickled his stomach. He laughed even harder until he could barely laugh anymore.