The more they progress, the more she smiles, unable to stop herself. When they're at the park's entrance, she gives him a mischevous smile, before picking up speed again.
As they draw closer to the playground itself, she notes that it's empty at this hour, and gleefully starts to run to it, only stopping when she's at the swing. She turns around to face him, see him as he approaches, and sits down on the swing, starting to move on it.
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