One day, Rose had sworn years ago, she would be able to tackle Rolf by knocking him over backwards. One day, of course, was all an idea, and she knew that it was a very unlikely idea to ever come true, but that didn’t mean that she was going to just give up on it. And she knew very well that today she wasn’t going to succeed either, when Rolf simply wrapped his arms around her and flung both of them into deeper water. Instinct took over, when she clung tightly to him, shrieking with excited joy just before they went under, and she was laughing when they came back up.
Brushing first her own wet hair out of her face, she was still grinning when she let go with one arm and gently brushed the water off his brow and his short hair back. “Says who?” she countered again, purposely ignoring the desire to keep this close to him, to feel his warm skin against hers with the cooler water around them, when she wriggled out of his hold, and dove back under only to resurface quite a bit further out where she could no longer reach the bottom.