“How do you sweat that much.” There was sweat everywhere. His hair was wet and it was dripping everywhere. His shirt was soaked. It was actually disgusting, but I was used to his “sweatiness.” “Icecream?” I suggested.
“Sure,” they replied. We all left the trail and biked to Mayberry. We arrived in a few minutes. We got ice cream and sat down. Another conversation broke out. Oscar had a little more time before he left, so we decided to go to a playground. We rode quickly to the playground. To be honest, I only went to the playground for the swings. After we got bored of the playground we sat on a bench. I looked upwards and saw the dark clouds. I asked Evan to check the radar, Evan said the rain would hit an hour. At that moment Oscar got a call from his mom telling him that his mom coming to get