Poppy and Branch were out on the rooftop of their shared Pod, enjoying the warm summer night. They had brought a blanket with them and were lying side by side, gazing up at the starry sky.
As they lay there, they saw a shooting star streak across the sky. Poppy gasped in excitement and nudged Branch with her elbow. "Look!" she exclaimed, pointing up at the sky.
Branch turned his head to follow her finger and saw the shooting star as well. "Wow, that's amazing," the survivalist said, smiling.
The Pop Queen turned back to him and grinned. "Let's make a wish!" she said.
Branch raised his eyebrows. "A wish?" he asked, chuckling.
Poppy nodded eagerly. "Yeah, come on, make a wish with me," she said, reaching out to take his hand.
The teal troll smiled and took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Okay, I'll make a wish," he said.
They closed their eyes and silently made their wishes, feeling the magic of the moment. After a few moments, they opened their eyes and looked at each other.
"I can't tell you what I wished for," Poppy said with a grin.
Branch just laughed. "Me neither," he said. "But I have a feeling that our wishes will come true."
Poppy snuggled up to Branch, resting her head on his chest. "I hope so," she said softly.
They lay there for a while, watching the stars and enjoying each other's company. They knew that life could be unpredictable and sometimes challenging, but they also knew that they had each other, and that was enough to make anything possible.