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"Only if you do it. That's the rules."
"It's like.. When two people in a relationship take it to the next step, kind of? It doesn't change anything emotionally, it's just a title."
"Good," he replied, pursing his lips. "Because I'd like to see it."
She nodded decisively, lying down and pulling the blanket over her. She closed her eyes and was asleep just a few minutes later.
"Then I'm not doing it," he decided.
She kissed his nose. "It's a wonderful thing."
He frowned, looking back from the city. "Maybe it can be rebuilt one day. What was it? If we had the right toolbox?"
She huffed, watching him with a small grin. "Yes, I suppose we do."
"You have to do it first," he said grumpily.
Her expression softened. "I can't explain it.. I don't know how."
He brightened as she described it, his head tilting in wonder. "Was it really like that? That sounds amazing."
She sat him, eyeing him playfully. "One hour. And thirty minutes."
"Why improv? That's the worst idea."
She grinned, propping herself on her elbow and looking down at him adoringly. "I'd marry you, if I could."
He nodded looking throughtful. "What was it like the forest?"
She sighed, going over the hammock and slipping in. "I wish you would take a break.. Even a small one."
He groaned. "Addie..."
She grinned, relaxing. "I looove you!"
"Well.. I don't think we have the right toolbox. Not yet, anyways."
Her hand trailed along his waist with a slight frown. "I will then. And stay up all night until you sleep too."
