After a couple of months of being at Francis's aunt's house and Bunny's snow outbreak (that resolved in him jumping on everyone's beds one snowy morning) not much happened.

That was, until one fateful day where you and Richard were sitting near the lake, watching Bunny row Henry and Francis around. Bunny, thinking he saw a water snake, flipped the boat over and sent both Francis and Henry tumbling down in the muddy waters.

Henry walked towards you and Richard first, an angry glint in his eyes and a soaked book. It was hard not to look at his once crisp white shirt, now soaked and transparent showing every single one of his toned muscles underneath.

"What are you looking at?" He shrugged his jacket off, the wet black rag slumping to the floor inelegantly.