Haunted Wood Lighters

Goober wanted so bad to roll his eyes when she mentioned love. What did she know about that, anyway? Besides, they obviously didn't want the same things. Wildfire wanted to travel the world; this other punk wanted to stay home and be totally boring and start a family. He sounded super lame. "Pups could always wait until later," Goober reiterated.

Wildfire mentioned their surroundings, which Goober had more or less been ignoring. "Aw, you're changing the subject!" he protested. "It's okay," Goober moped, "You're not the first girl to turn me down for somebody who's less of a good match. You'd be better off with me." He glanced up at her, trying to gauge her reaction. Couldn't she see what kind of a mistake she was making?