They were sitting in her room, just talking and laughing.
 .Somewhere along in the conversation, the topic of strength came up.
“You’re so strong!” she said.
“Are you kidding!?” he replied, “I’m a weakling!”
Now, she knew that wasn’t true.
“C’mon, then,” she said, “arm wrestle me.”
So the laid down across from each other and put their right arms out. On the count of three they
went, and she won. They were both laughing hard now, and they went again. Again, the she won.
“Stop letting me win!" she cried.
“What!? I’m not! You’re stronger than me!” he replied, grinning.
She sat up and folded her arms across her chest. “You’re such a liar!” She was trying not to smile.
He sat up now, too, and he was laughing at her. “You know what, then?”
She looked up at him, and he jumped across and tackled her to the floor.
Then, he kissed her.