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Tristan pushed himself up out of the water and flipped his hair, pushing it out of his face. “You need something?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he moved his hair off his forehead, to the side. He moved around the other person to grab a towel, bringing it up over his head to his hair and over his shoulders, drying off in a nonchalant fashion.
“Need something?” Margot asked, “Why would I need something? And what exactly would I need from you?”














