Hungary's point of view

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        I let the water slip off my skin, not bothering to use my towel. It's funny how fast some of the others drank their water, like they didn't just get enough.

        "Come on Auzzie!" I chreed for my old swimming buddy. It seemed to work, he started to push fater until he finnally reached the other side. He popped his head up with a refreshing sigh.

        "How was that, sheila?" He asked getting out of the pool.

        "Zat was amazing!" I complimented. "You're getting faster."

        "Yeah, maybe next time there's a race I'll beat ya." He laughed, wrapping his towel around his neck.

        I laughed. "You're not far from it already." I noticed  that his hair was still cold and dripping as our laughter died down.

        "Oh, Auzzie, you'll catch a cold like zat. Here" I took the towel from around his neck and started to dry his hair for him.

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