"In ten years," You crossed your legs beside me. "Where would you wanna live?"

"Hm.." I narrowed my eyes, thinking carefully about what could happen. After a long moment I pointed my finger to a small shadow behind the trees, next to the suburban area.
"There."
You smiled. Your hair danced to the touch of a morning wind, kind of like the grass upon these hills

"Where would you?" I glanced at your nervous laugh.
You lifted your finger up to my place, shoving mine aside.
I moved my finger back, trying to land it where I pointed. You insisted.

"Hey!" I squealed, "That's my place."

It took you a brief second until I heard,
"Exactly."