[Presley tapped his fingers against the hood of his car as he waited for Avery. He wasn’t anxious at all, especially after the night they had before. He just couldn’t wait to get into the water. He twirled the little water gun he’d brought along on his finger absentmindedly until he saw her walking up, and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling at her. He stood, raising it so it was pointing at her before he fired off a few shots playfully.] I hope you’re prepared for the best day ever.