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*Adam waits by the lake. He looks around him, making sure everything is ready. He's a little nervous, and takes a few deep breaths. Everything will go fine. It would. He's Adam, he can do this. He's got everything he needs, and he sits and waits.*

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*The colour Adam turns is definitely a bright red*

I just- and wanted to know if-

*frustrated, he goes and sits on the shore*

*Paul frowns*

It was a joke.

*looks confused*

No, no joke.

*he gathers Paul's clean clothes*

*Paul cocks his to the side.*

What do you mean?

*Wades to the shallower water: it just grazes his hip bones*

I-

I don't know. I just, nevermind.

*he holds Paul's clothes in his lap and inspects them very carefully*

*Paul wades out of the water and stands beside Adam; naked.*

Adam. What are you looking at?

*Adam stares fixedly at Paul's kneecaps. He swallows hard, and when he offers up his hands with Paul's clothes, they are shaking*

I, uh. Your clothes. They're clean now.

*Smirking*

So am I.

*Adam nods absentmindedly, still holding out Paul's clothes*

Don't you want these?

Not particularly.

Right, then. Right.

*Adam's head continues to nod as his hands clench the fabric. He looks upwards to meet Pauls eyes and-*

Oh.

oh.

Oh?

Just oh?

*Adam swallows and opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out*

*Cockily*

Does that mean you're impressed?

I-

ummmm.

*Suspiciously*

Is this a British thing?

*coughs and shakes his head as if to clear it*

Hrmm? Is what a British thing?

*Sighs*

Adam.

Give me my trousers.

*Adams eyes are blank*

Hmm? What?

*he looks down at the clothes he's nearly torn apart with his hands*

Oh, these?

Yes. Those. Unless you have a better idea?

No! I, um.

*were it actually possible for Adam to turn any more red, he would*

*Paul is enjoying himself far too much*

You, um, Adam?

Uh uh

*it is unclear whether this is a statement or a question*

Adam?

*And Paul is dressed again, squeaky clean, with the addition of a fedora*

okay, then.

*Adam stands up and brushes his hands on his now-dry clothes*

Well. Then. Right. I guess we'll just, um. Go back in, then.

right.

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