This one is short, but I hope you like it! Please tell me what you think, or if you want to give me a prompt to write about you want to read:)
Marina and Eight strolled down the streets of Chicago. They each had an ice cream cone in one hand, and the other's hand in their other hand. They lick their ice cream cones as they walk into a park. They watch all the people running around. Marina points out a teenage boy poking a squirrel with a stick. They both laugh as the squirrel chases the boy across the park.
They sit down on a park bench and focus on finishing their ice cream. When they finish Marina says, "I'll take your napkin."
Eight watches as Marina walks up and throws their napkins into a garbage a few feet away. She turns around and her eyes get wide. Eight gives her a confused look as she hurriedly walks towards him. He stands up and asks, "Marina, what is it?"
Marina gets close and says quietly, "Look behind you, but don't be obvious about it."
Eight flips around and asks, "WHERE?" He turns back to Marina who has her face buried in her hands. He asks her, "What am I looking at?"
Marina lifts her red face from her hands and sighs. She takes Eight's face in her hands and moves it so he is looking directly at it. At them.
Eight raises his eyebrows and says, "Oh."
He turns back to Marina and asks, "Are they like, a couple?"
Marina says, "It looks like it to me."
Eight turns back around and smiles at John and Nine holding hands and walking through the park. Eight says, "They even walk all slow and lovey-dovey."
Marina asks Eight, "Do you think they make each other happy?"
Eight smiles and says, "Not as happy as you make me."