"Put your clothes back on and take me home." I tell him.
No reply. Just a splash and a few droplets of water splatter on me. I open my eyes and turn around to see Archer floating in the pool.
"The water is great. Come in!" He splashes the water on me. "Archer, please take me home." I beg him.
"Fine. But you have to come in first. Just for a few minutes." He bargains. "My clothes will get wet."
"Who says anything about clothes?" He smirks.
I narrow my eyes at him, "You want me to take of my clothes off, don't you?"
"Skinny dipping but not really." That was on my bucket list paper - the one I threw away. "You coming in or what?" I pause for a bit, thinking.
Archer notice. "Tip for making life an adventure: don't overthink." I hate it when he's right.
"Turn around. No peeking." I orde
