[ What a pal. Elliot would probably be dead in a ditch — or a digital classroom — by this point if Oz wasn't there to whip him into competitive shape. If he ends up deaf as a potential drawback, that isn't that terrible a price to pay for mediocre attitude lessons, right? Exactly. Glad they could see eye-to-eye for once.
And he's keeping a death hold on his weak-ass chill as he retreats to switch clothes with the cheap loaner's pair in the changing room because he literally didn't come prepared for this swimming match, what the hell. It's taking an exorbitant amount of pride to not go running when he decks himself in some baggy old gym shirt and ratty board pants with floppy sandals to match, but at least he's fastidious about carefully folding and packing away his preppy clothes prior to heading out into the open again.
His only stipulation is that he makes a key note not to stare at himself for too long, because, you know. Elliot's currently dying of embarrassment, arms wrapped tightly around himself, as he readily accosts the nerd swimming in the kiddie portion of the pool. ]
Listen up! What strokes are you best at? Are you more of a long-distance swimmer or are short lengths your forte? I want you to do your best, so you better not lie.
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[ What a pal. Elliot would probably be dead in a ditch — or a digital classroom — by this point if Oz wasn't there to whip him into competitive shape. If he ends up deaf as a potential drawback, that isn't that terrible a price to pay for mediocre attitude lessons, right? Exactly. Glad they could see eye-to-eye for once.
And he's keeping a death hold on his weak-ass chill as he retreats to switch clothes with the cheap loaner's pair in the changing room because he literally didn't come prepared for this swimming match, what the hell. It's taking an exorbitant amount of pride to not go running when he decks himself in some baggy old gym shirt and ratty board pants with floppy sandals to match, but at least he's fastidious about carefully folding and packing away his preppy clothes prior to heading out into the open again.
His only stipulation is that he makes a key note not to stare at himself for too long, because, you know. Elliot's currently dying of embarrassment, arms wrapped tightly around himself, as he readily accosts the nerd swimming in the kiddie portion of the pool. ]
Listen up! What strokes are you best at? Are you more of a long-distance swimmer or are short lengths your forte? I want you to do your best, so you better not lie.