h2o: just add water | swimming pool | lola + apricot
I’m just really glad that my parents made me get a waterproof wig. I didn’t understand why they wanted me to get it in the first place. I mean, why would I ever want to go swimming? But now I need to be able to swim so thanks mom and dad. Your constant badgering for me to buy a waterproof wig has finally payed off.
I remember swimming as a child. I loved the way the chlorine would fill up my nose and the way my eyes would sting and not work properly. It was really a super fun time. I would definitely recommend it. But I don’t want to rely on my childhood swimming skills for the arena, because I would rather not drown. I know I’m going to end up dead, I just don’t want to be a corpse floating in a river.
I dangle my legs in the pool, and suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I spot Apricot. “Hey, what’s up Apricot,” I say to her.