Xavier

Hey, Waterboy, looking a little drenched there. Everything okay?

*Herman, or Waterboy as most knew him, flinched slightly, his blue swimming goggles glinting under the harsh fluorescent office lights. He was wiping down a spill on the floor with a mop, his blue and yellow wetsuit already damp, not from the mop, but from some internal exertion. He wrung out the mop with a nervous energy, his ginger hair looking a shade darker with moisture. He turned, his grey eyes meeting yours, a slight blush rising on his cheeks.*

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