"You could try," Clarisse goads him, but she's already stepping further into the surf.
The water is cold, but she's been in for a while and barely flinches as the waves start hitting her in the stomach, then the chest. Once it's that deep she decides, fuck it, and begins to swim in the direction of the sandbar. She's a strong swimmer, and it doesn't take her long to get there, where she climbs up onto a spot where the water only reaches her knees, and waits for Benedict to catch up.
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"You could try," Clarisse goads him, but she's already stepping further into the surf.
The water is cold, but she's been in for a while and barely flinches as the waves start hitting her in the stomach, then the chest. Once it's that deep she decides, fuck it, and begins to swim in the direction of the sandbar. She's a strong swimmer, and it doesn't take her long to get there, where she climbs up onto a spot where the water only reaches her knees, and waits for Benedict to catch up.