“Are you going to swim now, babe?”
“Ha? Ah, not after eating. I would wash the dishes.”
“Okay.” He faced his best friend. “I’ll help her. You can go ahead swimming.”
Just like what I told him, after eating, I stood in front of the sink and stared at the pile of plates and rows of glasses.
Seth chuckled behind me. “Can you wash all of that?”
“Why me? I thought you’d help me.”
“Just kidding.”
I rolled my eyes and grabbed a sponge. He would remove the remaining food in the plates while I wash them. I hadn’t been standing for so long, but my back was already complaining. I was not used to this number of dishes.
I groaned. “I’m tired.”
“Then why did you volunteer?”
I pouted. I stretched my arms and hit the lower part of my back. “Because I hate not to co
