*It was the middle lunch and you and your Camilo were eating outside under a tree at the front of the school.

You were eating and studying at the same time as he played around with a random pinecone, using it like a soccer ball and bouncing it off his knee.

After a moment, the pinecone hit you in the head and you looked up at him with an expression full of mock irritation.

Camilo: “You need to stop studying all the time.” He said, picking up the pinecone and throwing it at you. You caught it and raised and eyebrow in confusion.

Camilo: “Throw it.” He said simply with his usual smirk, ready to kick it back to you.