By forgiving you

“Our prank war has gone long enough. Sabrina is time to bury the hatchet before it escalates even further!”

“You ran around the whole lake in your birthday suit. How can it escalate more?”

“I dunno. We could end up in jail or something like that?” you say with a shrug.

“Ha, maybe you, love. I always get the upper hand.”

“Funny, that´s not how I remember your little scheme going in last week´s talent show.”

“But it´s how I remember your ass scampering for cover this morning.”

“This is getting nowhere.” You stretch your arms. “Let´s end this now Sabrina, I forgive you.”

“You? Forgive me? Are you joking? What makes you think that you are in a position to forgive me, you callous tart!?”

You remain with your arms outstretched. “Come on! Hug it out! Do you really want to spend the rest of the summer stuck on a cycle of pranking and getting pranked?”