you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
Still a little dazed and bruised, you do not, in fact, make a joke (though it could well be argued you are the joke, today and most days of your life). Instead you simply shake your head, extending your empty hand up to hers even as she chomps down upon your meat. You look tired, maybe a little sore, and rather thoroughly unamused by the unjust assault of wind and birds and water on your ass. "Mmm," comes the grumbled reply as you rise onto your knees, "Dunno. Kinda lost track when I was, y'know, knocked onto my ass."
With that last bit your tone changes from disgruntled to mischievous. Now on your knees for leverage, you give Vai a sharp tug towards you (and the water), intending to send her off balance and into your lap. It's a rather terrible plan, probably, because it will inevitably wind up with you even wetter than before, but turnabout is fair play.
With that last bit your tone changes from disgruntled to mischievous. Now on your knees for leverage, you give Vai a sharp tug towards you (and the water), intending to send her off balance and into your lap. It's a rather terrible plan, probably, because it will inevitably wind up with you even wetter than before, but turnabout is fair play.
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