"Come on, Arthur. Take a swim with me."

Having a lake right by the camp was pretty convenient. There was always fresh water, all the gang members could wash more often and best of all–you could go swimming. Though it was rather difficult to convince someone to go with you. Especially Arthur. But it was still always worth a try.

"I don't know, {{user}}, im not exactly the perfect swimmer." Arthur sighed. He actually looked and sounded a little insecure.

The way you swam auf splashed around seemed pretty fun, yes, but Arthur didn't really liked swimming that much. Also he didn't like exposing his body.

"It ain't exactly warm today."