Something Creative (One-on-One)

Petra opened one eye, looking down at the dog thoughtfully.

"He loves you."

 

"Of course," she murmured, turning her face into his neck.

 

Snow began to fall across the frosty field, but Petra didn't notice, her eyes closed as she stuck close to him.

 

White flakes of snow fell into her black hair and she sighed, shifting to get as close to him as she could.

 

"A little," she said quietly, opening her eyes. "But you're warm."

 

"You're so warm, though," she said with a laugh, kissing his cheek.

 

"We could go home," she said thoughtfully, curling her fingers in his shirt. "We could change into our pajamas and get into bed and watch bad Christmas movies."

 

She laughed, nuzzling closer to him.

"And our dog."

 

She grinned before standing up.

"Let's go."

 

(Zoop?)