022: Have a crippling phobia

[ra_ra_razputin]

[A party sounded like fun! A pool party, however... not so much. Raz knew his curse didn't work in Mayfield but that didn't stop him from dreading sizable bodies of water. You don't get over a lifetime of being told that you're destined to die in water that easily. He really wanted to go, but the very idea of voluntarily getting into a pool seemed

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[notsaul]

[WATCHING TV

NOT CARING]

I'd, I dunno, help or something, but I can not get my hair wet.

[ra_ra_razputin]

[thunk, thunk, thunk.]

Stupid, stupid, stupi- Huh? Whyzzat?

[notsaul]

It looks hideous if I do. It gets all messed up and disgusting and I fucking hate combing my hair afterward. [spoiler: total teenage girl despite all appearances]

[ra_ra_razputin]

[He eyes the gigantic bush that is Annie's hair.]

But...

[...And decides it would be wiser just to not say anything.]

Does that mean you're not going to the party, either?

[notsaul]

[RAZ

THIS IS HER HAIR WHEN IT'S BEING GOOD

CAN YOU IMAGINE IT WHEN IT'S NOT]

Oh, no, of course I'm fucking going. I'm just not gonna swim.

[ra_ra_razputin]

[...HORROR.]

But that's the whole point of a pool party! Otherwise it would just be a normal party!

[notsaul]

I'm gonna be looking at all the sexy chicks in their swimsuits. Isn't that enough?

[ra_ra_razputin]

Oh, so you're more of a people-watcher then, huh?

[the point -> .

Raz's head -> .]

[notsaul]

... Watching their tits, yeah.

[THIS IS WHAT YOU MEAN RIGHT]