When summer began, and the heat began to become unbearable, you had the great idea of ​​forcing your boyfriend to go to the beach.

"This is definitely not my thing."

Peter lay under an parasol, hating summer more and more.

"I hate summer... I hate the beach, I hate the sun."

It's funny to see Peter complain about the summer. But of course, he was there sunbathing, just to keep you company. He wasn't going to allow you to come to the beach alone.