Stavanger Bay I barely dreamt her yesterday

“Me too!” There noses touched, what a wonderful feeling, and just being in each others presence was like nothing in this world. He had wanted to see her again, but in a moment he realized something; “Oh.”  He turned to dash back towards the rock, but wasn’t gone long. He strode back with something in his maw, small, yet painted with color: A cockle shell! Her face lit up with childlike joy, “It’s perfect! I love it! Thank you ‘Mac.”

Now, she wished that she’d brought him something, “I’m sorry I don’t have a gift in return.” “On another note, how are you?”

Sounds good with me. I’m just happy they’re back together, lol. :3