We'll swim for a while. Swimming is a great way to think and I have to ponder all the time. Just can't distract myself. My thoughts are constantly revolving around Gaard. Go out and enjoy the party, that would be great.
"Fine, then I'll come with you." A wide grin appears on Susan's lips.
"Fine and in two hours we can decorate the kissing booth." I frown.
"Do you mean that seriously?"
"Dead serious!" Instead of decorating the booth, I'd rather decorate my nails.
I get very dizzy. This is not good. That is not good at all. Something must be done about this. I kick my legs. It's really exhausting.
"We northerners like it a little tighter and we greet every newcomer with a hunter's kiss," Susan teaches me. I tilt my head slightly to the side and touch my fingers to the wet face.
"Hu
