[ The water splashes over her, more so when he flicks his hair like a dog, and her hands come up to protect her face from the splatter. Laughing like a mad thing with it that turns into a squeal when he suddenly picks her up. Her legs swinging as she clutched to him. ] Steve!
[ Granted, she probably deserves it, after that, where he gets her damp, her clothes sticking to her. She presses her face to his neck, laughing still, squirming just a little in his hold before she settles against him. ]
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[ Granted, she probably deserves it, after that, where he gets her damp, her clothes sticking to her. She presses her face to his neck, laughing still, squirming just a little in his hold before she settles against him. ]
It's just down the street a little.