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'''Ashlynn: '''''She shakes her head as she finally finishing coughing. ''I'm fine, Drover. ''She offers him a shaky smile and reaches out to calm him.''
 
'''Ashlynn: '''''She shakes her head as she finally finishing coughing. ''I'm fine, Drover. ''She offers him a shaky smile and reaches out to calm him.''
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'''Drover:''' ''He takes some deep breaths and smiles weakly.'' Sorry about that. Got a little freaked out.''He brushes her hair out of her face and smiles warmly.'' You sure you're okay, no water in your lungs?
   
 
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'''Wren: '''''She giggles. ''My, how chivalrous! ''She walks through the door after shooting him a quick smile.''
 
'''Wren: '''''She giggles. ''My, how chivalrous! ''She walks through the door after shooting him a quick smile.''
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'''Ambrose:''' ''He grins at that and walks into her room, looking for her kitchen''
 
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Ashlynn and Drover

Ashlynn: She hovers on the outskirts of the large group of people, looking around eagerly for Drover in a purple tankini.

Peter: He waves towards her wearing a pair of green swim shorts.

Ashlynn: She waves back and walks towards him with a small smile. How are you, Peter?

Peter: Oh not much. A big party huh? Have you seen dad around?

Ashlynn: Yeah, it's pretty huge! Um, I think I saw him somewhere in that direction. She points over her shoulder in the general direction she believes him to be in. 

Peter: Okay cool, see you later. Disappears into the crowd.

Drover: He wraps his arms around her from behind. Boo.

Ashlynn: She blushes and smiles happily, turning her head to briefly kiss him. I was wondering when you'd show up.

Drover: He blushes. Sorry, were you waiting long? He kisses her cheek.

Ashlynn: No, I don't think it was really that long... Any time spent without you does seem like an eternity though. She blushes more and smiles sheepishly.

Drover: He smiles. Same here. I'm grateful for everyday you're my girlfriend.

Ashlynn: She kisses his nose. You're adorable.

Drover: He blushes. Thanks, and you're beautiful.

Ashlynn: She blushes also and looks around before looking back at him with a small smile. Are you enjoying the party?

Drover: He nods. Yeah, but crowds aren't really my thing.

Ashlynn: She nods and grabs his hand. I know what you mean.

Drover: Seen anybody we know?

Ashlynn: She thoughtfully rests her head on his shoulder and smiles. I saw Peter earlier.

Drover: Okay. His heart beats faster as he can feel her soft hair against his skin. S-so, do you k-know how to swim?

Ashlynn: She notices the tremor in his voice and shows him a small, timid smile. I know how to tread water and everything. Basically, I know enough but I've never taken formal lessons...

Drover: He smiles. I know a little more than just treading water, would you like a lesson?

Ashlynn: She nods enthusiastically. Yes! That would be very helpful.

Drover: How about we start with a back stroke. He lies on his back and begins back stroking.

Ashlynn: She attempts to copy his movements, her eyebrows furrowing adorably in concentration.

Drover: He smiles at her aborable expression. You're doing well. He encourages

Ashlynn: She beams in pleasant surprise. Really?

Drover: Yeah, just be sure to be relaxed and to keep your arms straight.

Ashlynn: She tries desperately to relax, but she's too excited after his words of affirmation. Her mind elsewhere and water rushing loudly in her ears, Eryn doesn't notice that she's doing the backstroke towards a group of people in the pool.

Drover: He sees what is coming and shouts. Watch out Ash!

Ashlynn: She hears his shout, but it's somewhat muffled by the water so she doesn't react in time. She squeaks in surprise as she bumps into a party-goer and inhales some water before attempting to apologize to who she ran into between coughs.

Drover: He dives under and swims towards Ash. Are you okay? Are you drowning? Do you need mouth to mouth?! he says panicky

Ashlynn: She shakes her head as she finally finishing coughing. I'm fine, Drover. She offers him a shaky smile and reaches out to calm him.

Drover: He takes some deep breaths and smiles weakly. Sorry about that. Got a little freaked out.He brushes her hair out of her face and smiles warmly. You sure you're okay, no water in your lungs?

Wren and Ambrose

Wren: She walks closer to the pool, smiling at a few people in the crowd, wearing a red sundress over an orange striped bikini.

Ambrose: Ambrose smiles when he sees her and walks over to greet her in a pair of black shorts and a tight black t-shirt which show off his lightly muscular frame. Hello Wren.

Wren: Ambrose! She grins and throws her arms around him happily.

Ambrose: He laughs and spins around with her. Hows my beautiful Wren? Still kind and sweet?

Wren: She blushes and kisses his cheek. I'm pretty sure you're the sweet one.

Ambrose: Oh, please. You are definitely sweeter. He kisses her. Mmmmmm, yeah, definitely sweeter.

Wren: She giggles and looks up at him adoringly. If you say so.

Ambrose: So since we're at a pool party...want to go for a swim?

Wren: Of course! She grins and enthusiastically pulls her sundress over her head.

Ambrose: He lifts her up bridal style and jumps into the pool with her.

Wren: She surfaces laughing and pushes her wet hair out of her face.

Ambrose: He laughs and stares at her with water dripping out of her hair.

Wren: She swims next to him and smiles. Well, that was fun.

Ambrose: He nods and splashes her.

Wren: She squeals in surprise and splashes him back quickly. 

Ambrose: He laughs until she splashes him back then he puts on a serious face. This is war. He jumps towards her.

Wren: Her eyes widen and she scrambles to get away, laughing.

Ambrose: wraps his arms around her and holds her tight against his chest. Now i've got you! You're now my prisoner! he makes an evil laugh

Wren: She widens her eyes in mock horror. No! Never!

Ambrose: He evily laughs again Now as my prisoner you shall ravish me with passion!

Wren: She brings her face closer to his, raising an eyebrow teasingly. Oh really? I shall?

Ambrose: He turns as red as an apple. Um...

Wren: She sees him blush and laughs lightheartedly.

Ambrose: He tries to think of something else to do or say. Lets go make a pizza!

Wren: She grins. Sure! That sounds great to me!

Ambrose: He carries her out of the pool and sets her down. How about your room?

Wren: She bumps into his shoulder affectionately. Perfect!

Ambrose: He puts his hand in hers and smiles. Let's go then, angel. Begins walking towards camp.

Wren: She hums happily as they walk along, hand-in-hand, until they reach her room.

Ambrose: He reaches for the door. Ladies first. He says with a wink and tries opening the door for her.

Wren: She giggles. My, how chivalrous! She walks through the door after shooting him a quick smile.

Ambrose: He grins at that and walks into her room, looking for her kitchen