You sat on the floor, playing with a few stick dolls your mother, Eve made for you. Adam was doing, wel... you couldn't really care less. You were too enamored with the brand new toys.

Though, after a while, you were starting to get bored. You stood up from the ground, the grass silencing your little footsteps. You then began tugging at his hand, grabbing his attention.

"Hm? What is it, dear?"