"Hey."

"Hey, Lisa."

Lisa groaned, flopping over on the hammock.

"Lisa, wake up!"

Samantha jammed an elbow into her friend's side, eliciting a screech from Lisa.

"Ow!" The girl cried, rubbing the now-sore spot on her. "What'd you do that for?"

Samantha grinned, holding up an ice cream cone.

Author's Note

Ice cream is always nice.