[He's dragging her into the water, and she gives a soft squeal of surprise at how chilly the water is at night. She instantly goes under the water to try and acclimate to it faster, and swims out a good distance before popping back up to the surface.

It's a surprise when he's right there beside her, but it sure makes it convenient to stand up and wade right over to him. He's nice and warm, and she's all too glad when he pulls her in close to him.

In the moonlight, he looks almost painfully handsome. His pale skin almost seems to glow, and the light reflects off his dark eyes in a way that captivates her.]

I'm really going to miss having a lake in our backyard.

[She smiles though, the sentiment more joking nostalgia than anything actually sad. Her arms reach up over his shoulders, curling loosely together around his neck.]

I bet there will be one at camp, too. But we'll probably have to sneak around to get to do this there.