Imagine a hot summer day; it becomes so hot you wind up sitting in front of a fan in your favourite black bikini eating a million ice blocks when there is a knock at your door. You get up to see a sweaty shirtless Beau standing there with a pleased smile on his face.
“Hey, what’s up?” you ask him trying to as casually.
He continues to smile as he takes your hand without a word and walks you to the park down your street. You look at him confused then it happens. You’re bombarded with water balloons.
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