WINEFEST, AT THE LAKE [OPEN]

[willcabot]

Bare feet padded down the small jetty, clothes abandoned in his wake as he stripped down. Discarding the Breitling watch onto the wooden boards, he grinned as he dropped the final piece of clothing between him and the water onto the short pier before diving straight into the deep, cool, lake waters. Swimming deep down into the darker waters, Will swam down brushing his finger tips along the lake bed before swimming slowly up. There were some advantages to a Siren ancestry, the attraction to the water and his speed in the water was definitely one of them.

Swimming to one of the buoys, far beneath the surface, Will swam the length and bredth of the lake before he reappeared at one of the floating platforms. Swimming slower, deliberately slowly, Will looked like any other morning swimmer. Emerging from the water, he slicked his hair back before grabbing onto the edge of the pier. Muscles straining as he pulled himself up on to the board, grabbing his towel he wrapped it round his waist before grinning as he realised he had himself an audience.

"Morning," Will began, grinning as he mock saluted them. "Nothing better for a hangover than a morning dip, don't you think?"

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[lituplikeaghost]

"Says the man who threw a fit over my swimming with a friend in the lake," she points out with a healthy dose of eye-rolling. She tugs Fabrice along, gentler than before once she realizes she's hurting him. "We're almost there, anyway."

Fabrice can't help but keep sneaking glances back at Demetri, trying to reassure him with a shrug of his shoulders that he is alright.