"Rex?" I tried getting his attention. Both guys were visibly sweating and straining while carrying heavy planks of wood which looked like tabletops.
"In a while, schol-" Ben grumbled, stopping Rex in finishing the sentence he wanted to say.
"Sophie." Rex successfully finished.
"Do you know if flamingos do OCR?" I raised my eyebrows while staring at him, waiting for his reaction.
"I don't really know what that is, sounds like CPR to me. What, you interested in getting CPR from me, saying that right in front of your dear boyfriend who would even sell his country for you?" Rex wiped his forehead as they had finished laying down the planks with Ben.
“Or OCD.” Charles shrugged.
“It's an obstacle course race. And I bet Rex would definitely win the first place among all the flamingos, maybe
