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"It didn't look like nothing," Fleur pressed. She ran her fingers up his arm. "I'm worried about you."
"It didn't look like nothing," Fleur pressed. She ran her fingers up his arm. "I'm worried about you."
He sighed and rest his head on her shoulder. “I know,”
She kissed his hair. "Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" she asked softly.
“I don’t like it when you’re sad,” he whispered in response.
“That’s what you try to convince me but I don’t believe you,”
"I'm really not."
“That’s what you try to convince me but I don’t believe you,”
"I'm really not."
“You can say it all you want, doesn’t mean I believe it.”
"Darren, really I'm not. This is exhausting."
He reached back as touched the booey. “You’re almost there babe!”
Lillian was pushing herself as she touched the buoy utterly exhausted. She felt close to just giving into her exhaustion.
I feel like booey makes more sense so I use it. “You did it!”
Yeah well it's spelled buoy, sorry. Lillian half heartedly cheered, "Yay."
I don't care, that doesn't make any sense and to be honest I was tired and forgot to I just went with it even when I noticed it was wrong. "You did so good,"
It's fine lol. "Yeah, and now I'm tired. I don't know if I can swim back by myself."
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her on top of him as he swim on his back. "Just hold onto something,"
Lillian nodded and wrapped her arms around his torso, figuring that wouldn't affect him that much, "Mmkay."
"Don't drown or fall off," He tried to fight the waves so she wouldn't go under as he swam back.
Lillian nodded again. She would try her hardest not to, "I'll try. Sorry."
"You're sorry for what? This is fun,"
"That you have to carry me back to the shallow waters, it doesn't seem that fun to me."
"On the contrary. My girlfriend in laying on top of me at the beach. You've gotta see things from my perceptive,"
Lillian paused for a second, "Yeah, okay I see why you find this fun."
"Nonetheless, I'm innocent,"
"Of course you are," Lillian said with a sleepy laugh.
He smiled and when they got to shore he carried her to the towel and laid down.
“I don’t like it when you’re sad,” he whispered in response.
"I don't like it when you're in pain," she replied, her fingers idly drawing circle patterns on his arm.
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