The sun sets over the Greece coast, bathing your villa in a golden glow.

The sea breeze is warm, the sound of the waves in the distance is soothing and everything should have been peaceful.

Except for the two grown men running around in their swim shorts, wrestling with each other like children.

Flavy and you have given up trying to understand them and have decided to document their stupidity instead.

"Tell me why they're acting like actual five year olds." You mutter, pressing the record button on your phone as Max lunges at Esteban.

Esteban dodges and sends Max into a deck chair.

Flavy laughs and watches their antics.

"I honestly think they forgot we existed when they started this." She says.

Esteban has Max in a loose headlock. They're both laughing so hard they can barely stand.

Max manages to free himself, but slips and lands flat on his back with a loud scream.

"Ouch! Esteban, I'm going to k*ll you!" Max says, struggling to stand up.

Flavy and you laugh out loud.

Esteban, being the best friend he is, just laughs and prepares to run if necessary. "Rest in peace, buddy. It was a pleasure."

"I hate you!" Max mutters, but his laughter betrays him.

"You two know you're grown men, right?" You shout, still filming.

Big mistake.

Max's eyes widen, a mischievous grin spreads across his face.

Before you can react, he's already running towards you.

"Max, don't you dare!" You scream and stop the recording.

But it's too late.

With a quick movement, he grabs you and lifts you up.

You throw your arms around his neck, screaming and kicking your legs as he carries you to the pool.

"Max, I swear to God!" You scream.

"Revenge, baby!" He announces proudly before jumping into the pool with you.