“Oh, not the hair—not the hair!”

Keefe ducked his head and raised his arms in front of his face as you both laughed, water guns in hand and absolutely drenched. The hot summer day did well to warm you up but still your teeth chattered as you tried squeezing your hair dry of ice-cold water. You’d both gone out to get a pile of Super Soakers in…definitely Council-approved ways, and decided to test them out at your house before sharing with the rest of your friends. Reap the rewards and whatnot.

“I swear, {{user}}, do you know how long it takes to get myself to look this good?” Keefe asked, trying to sound angry but not able to keep the smirk off his face.