“ mal, look! this place has a jungle gym! “ the boy screeched, racing towards the collaborative mess of metal bars and age-old rust. it had been years since the boy had actually messed around on a playground— the one back home on the isle having been worn and torn and falling to pieces. he instantly tackled the monkey bars, one of his favorites. “ come on! have some fun! don’t be a party-pooper! “ he teased, swinging his monkey-like limbs over the bars and lifting himself up. “oh come on, please? for me? “ carlos begged the girl, already towering above her from the top. she had come to a soft rest before him, arms crossed as she stared up. “ fine then, i’ll bring the fun to you— “ in one swift motion, he was swinging over the side and hanging upside down, now face to face with her, a wide, upside down grin corrupting his lips. he was going to blurt another joke, tease her a bit more, but as he hung before her, he couldn’t help the overtaking urge to be closer. and so he did. he moved forward abruptly, wanting to get his urges out as quickly as they formed, and crashed his lips against hers in a mock spiderman way. the kiss lasted no more than a second before he realized what he had just done. pulling away and jumping from the bars, the boy stood frozen in shock and embarrassment. “ mal, i— i’m sorry, i— i don’t know what came over me… “
