[ John shoves back lightly, and keeps laying there for another moment, catching his breath. He doesn't get to do this, running around and goofing off with other kids his age. Sure, when they go to those monthly picnic/potlucks in the city he runs around with the kids, but between the ages of 8 and 16, the only other kid is an 11-year-old girl who thinks he's dumb and just wants to read her books

He likes this, just playing. Especially since it's Dave.

Eventually, though, he's reminded that it's kind of cold out by the fact that his butt's getting kind of numb. ]

<<'We should probably go inside. It's kind of cold.'>>