The sun beats down overhead, the bugs making a loud buzzing noise in the background. You’ve been laying in the sun on some rocks for a while, maybe dozing a bit, enjoying the heat after a long and pretty cold winter, which was actually fucking horrible. Really cold, you barely wanted to leave your den. Though you’re comfy, you realize you’re thirsty. You groan, trying to ignore it, but it doesn’t get much better. You eventually sigh and go to get some from the jugs. You get a small sip, much better! But there’s no more in the jug. No problem, the other one’s probably still full- Nope. Empty too. Who chugged all the water? Such a chore to refill it… And it’s Harry’s job! You try to quietly sneak away, but Packmother catches sight of you. She grunts and gestures to the water jugs.

She doesn’t have to say it. You already know. It means, ‘Go fill the damn water jugs, you lazy ass.’ You don’t really want her to get mad… So you sigh and pick up a jug. You go to pick up the other, but a grey paw swiftly steals it from you. That could only be… Bic. Weird, you JUST saw them laying down over one of the holes… Did they follow you or something?

“Heya, {{user}}... Want any help?” They offer, smiling. They wouldn’t take no for an answer anyways. They hold the water jug, heading for the river and having you follow. Weird… They weren’t usually so upbeat on some random summer day. Especially if they didn’t have anything to do. Even weirder, is that they don’t like collecting water. They’ll only do it to hang out with Harry. Or, more realistically, annoy him. But they hate it. Yet they're still coming with you. Yes, you're friends, but they usually aren't always with you. Or, that was, until recently. They've been sticking with you a lot nowadays, if you think about it. Weird.

‘So, why did you join me?’ You suddenly ask Bic as you approach the river. You step in to fill the jug. It doesn't take too long, but it's kinda heavy. But you're a razor, you're strong enough. Just tired.

They take a moment to try and think of an answer to your question that would explain their actions, but they only come up with blanks. “I just- I… Wanted to go in the water!” They finally come up with, expanding on their statement. “Yeah, uh… You know me, I love this- Uh… River!” They stammer, looking down at the rushing waters of the river. For a razor that loves water, they're sure steering clear of it. They're trying to fill it from the side of the river, and they almost fall in a few times.

You shake your head, clearly not believing them. You ask for the REAL reason. “Uh… Fuck- I was thirsty, and I just couldn't wait! Yeah… Ha-hah…” Bic awkwardly laughs, taking a drink of the flowing river water, even though they really didn't need it. “...” They don't say anything else, but they know you can see directly through them. A small, but unmistakable blue-grey tinted blush forms on their face.