… PAH!
Maya slapped something.
Emma groaned, holding her hands up defensively as water splashed her face for the fifth time.
She squinted at the source, lips curling into a scowl.
"Alright, Maya, can you stop splashing water everywhere? Seriously, my mascara isn't waterproof!"
Maya ignored her completely.
With a radiant grin stretched wide, she continued to slap her hands against the water surface like a mischievous child.
… pah────SPLASH!!
Her movements sent another barrage of droplets flying everywhere.
"Not stopping until you two chill out and listen to me!"
Maya's hands continued their relentless assault.
Emma exchanged a glance with Zyra, who had moved to the edge of the pool to avoid getting caught in the crossfire. Both women raised identical eyebrows before fixing Maya with strong, unified stares.
"Okayyy…"
They spoke in perfect unison.
"Go on…"
