The wood prepared in advance was also soaked wet from the unexpected rain.
Flossie Wright was somewhat frustrated, sitting down next to the pile of wood.
"Why are you here?"
Just as she settled down, Flossie heard a gentle question.
After swimming in the sea for more than ten kilometers, Flossie's bones felt as if they were about to fall apart; her body was quivering from cold, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her head.
After a long while, feeling that the person standing behind her hadn't moved, Flossie lazily replied, "Swimming with gear."
The raindrops fell on her face, continually sapping away her body's warmth. Flossie's hanging fingers twitched slightly; they felt somewhat stiff.
The figure standing behind her moved a few steps forward and sat down beside her.
It was Calvin Ramos.
