RodetoGreatness

Jeremy was good at swimming, but that didn't necessarily mean he enjoyed it. While the many tourists sitting next to him endlessly chatted amongst themselves, Jeremy tapped away at the keys of his laptop, his eyes glued to the screen. Every once in a while, he paused to gather his thoughts. During one such pause, however, Jeremy found himself distracted by the small waves that constantly slapped against the hull of the boat. With annoyed sigh, he mentally asked to himself, Why did I agree to this? Before he knew it, the answer to that question was standing in front of him, peering at him from over his laptop. "Are you coming?" asked the angel