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>Mumei glows in the light of the fire as you throw another log on
>her delicate fingers strum notes here and there on her old resonator
>she tip-taps a triple note on the wood and scoots over, giggling
>you take your seat, and out comes the bag of marshmallows in your hands
>"I've been waiting for this all day!"
>Mumei claps her hands
>you catch her guitar before it falls, teeth grit but arms, thankfully, swift
>"oh whoops!"
>she holds her hand over her heart, but she's laughing her sweet song into the night sky above
>you raise your eyebrows at her
>"got it?"
>"oh my gosh that was really close, thank you!"
>she leans up and gives you a quick kiss
>a hand comes off to point at your sharp stick
>"okay, make me one! I have a song in my head, quick!"
>she stammers to herself as if jump-starting the engine in her head
>you stab a marshmallow and begin to roast it
>the notes never re-enter her mind, but...
>even as she's clearly annoyed
>she still steals a glance here and there your way
>and it seems each time, without fault, she's falling in love all over again
>before long, of course, she's already fast asleep
>you drape your jacket over her shoulders and scoot in closer
>she's already far away in dreamland, but, tugging lightly on your sleeve, you can tell she's trying extra, extra hard, to be with you even in her slumber
