"We can do it with two people but its not as fun when you get hit in the face with mud by 10 teens." He smiled. "I'm Rome's favorite target. Though Benji likes to hit me too." He bit his lip a little.

"Benji?" ¤ She smiled inquisitively, tilting her head. She rather enjoyed listening to him speak. ¤

His eyes had fell to a floor, dully staring at a crack in the floorboards. "Benjamin. He's like 15. Probably my best friend aside from Rome." He ruffled his hair and looked up at her.

"Theres no shame in that. He sounds fun. You look like you would make a good target." ¤ She nodded. ¤ "I'll have to test that, of course."

"What is that suppose to mean? I think you'd be a better one." He gave her a bit of an offended expression. He narrowed his eyes, the rain was heavy as ever. He awkwardly flipped himself around to stand and peer out the window at the slanted rain.

¤ She chuckled. ¤ "I dont think so, Ethan. Is it lightening up at all?"

"Doesn't look like it, you tired or just feeling stuffy?" He turned around and leaned on the wall, crossing his arms and ankles with a challenging expression.

"What makes you think im either?" ¤ She smiled, crossing her arms. ¤ "Do I seem sick or tired?" ¤ She arched an eyebrow, daring him to say yes. ¤

He tipped his hand side to side, meaning so-so with the facial expression to match. "Bored might be the word." He looked around the cabin, it was very dark, he narrowed his eyes. "What do you wanna do?"

"I dont care. What DO you do in the middle of a storm, in a dark, non weather proof cabin?"