Lorna was warming up and she was wet and she felt... safe. She didn't know why but a voice was telling her she was safe and everything was going to be okay.
Her eyes fluttered and she looked up into green eyes so like her own and beyond them the guy...
She blinked at the boy, who was dripping wet and she slowly lifted her clipboard.
A wail of dispair left her, "It's wet! All my signatures!"
Indeed, the paper was now soaked and all the words and scrawled print on it were bleeding.