What's the next question you ask her?
"So are you here to swim too?"
"So are you here to swim too?" You ask. Perhaps the answer is quite obvious, but it's better than asking some dumb or creepy question. "I'd l-like to hang out and swim with you if you're cool with that?" Damn. Hopefully she didn't hear you stutter. Part of your system got too nervous and let it slip out.
"You don't even gotta ask, man!" Christina's smile turned into an energetic and excited grin. You had a feeling she would've asked, had you kept silent. "I'm down for some lap swimming." If you were looking at her right now, you would've noticed the tomboy biting her lower lip, as she glanced at your upper body.
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