*Olivia*
By the time the two of us got out of the hot tub, our fingers and toes were shriveled up like raisins, but we were both completely relaxed. The warm water dripped from the ends of our hair and across our skin onto the hot concrete below.
I regretted not bringing any sandals with us as I quickly fled into the shade. It was colder, but at least my skin wasn't burning off my feet.
Dahlia grabbed her purple towel, patting herself down quickly as she stretched in the sun like a lazy cat.
“I'm gonna jump into the shower," Dahlia said, wrapping her wet hair in a towel. “My hair feels gross."
“That's what chlorine does to you," I grinned as I grabbed the towel I'd left on the lawn chair, wrapping it around myself. Bikinis were never my thing, and I felt better with another layer wr
