Chapter Three: Doing It For Money

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The lake was like really sever in the cold. But not like really cold but I could swim I just wasn't confer table. You know? Wyåt was

doing backflips like a toilet fountain. He is really hot but like in a bro way he has dark eyes and gold hair one time it looked like real

gold that's worth money. But wyât is useless. After a few minutes I lost my swim trunkies to some water junkies. Three hot girls

were swimming away with my trunkies. So I swam after them. Where's wyāt! I don't give a shit! I followed them onto the beach and

they looked really sad when I caught them, they where like, "damn we meant to get the other bros trunkies" then they laughed at

my trunkie junk that was exposed. I swam back to wyát "let's go home man" a single tear streaming down my belly button. "Ok qt"

sometimes I think he's gay.

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