Pool Fiasco.

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Martinus:Yeah. YOU KIDDING! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Omg I love his laugh.but what is he laughing about!

He gave me one earphone without the other person knowing it. It was Marcus.

Marcus: IT'S NOT FUNNY WE GONNA FREEZE UP HERE! Will you two bring me and Jing some towels?
Martinus:Maybe.
Marcus: Oh I probably cut something important! Where you-
Martinus : Shut up please. We're coming..

He jiggled a bit and hang up.

Martonus: Don't ask. They were kissing and accidentally fell in the pool.

I started laughing out loud. He was smiling.

We picked 3 towels and started going upstairs.

Marcus was hugging Jinger so she will be warmer. Awwww.

I tried to cough but Martinus whispered :
Martinus: Lets watch them.

I noded yes and we sat behind a plant.

Marcus: Where are they anyways? You gonna get sick and it will be all my fault. Probably Martinus is so focused flirting with Veronica.
Jinger: Nahhhh. Veronica is the one who don't let him go.

We god mad and then we appeared.

Martinus : Hello.... Here are your towels!

He looked at me and then I understood everything by his eyes.

We threw the towels in the pool.

Marcus and Jinger looked at each other.

Then the only thing I understood was that I was falling into the pool with Martinus.

Then we all laughed.

We started splashing each other.

Martinus: For real now we all gonna get a flue tomorrow. Let's get out.

We went down the stairs. Martinus had put an arm around me. My sweetie.

We got ourselves warm towels and sat next to the warming machine.

I feel like I felt on Martinus shoulder for a little while but then he woke me up saying :
MARTINUS: You have to change. The others are already asleep.
Me:I'm tiiired.
Martinus : Go Damn Veronica. You'll be ill tomorrow.
Me: I don't care.

I saw him putting something like a napping mask in his eyes.

I could feel him taking if my t-shirt. I was too tired to blush but still.

Then he put his shirt on me.

After that I remember him wearing anither shirt and then carrying me to our bed.

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