By the Lake: Liam, Cheyenne, and later Cressida
Liam just finished dive number twenty-two. After his initial break, he did another seven dives before he had Pheres on his ass again about keeping potential hypothermia at bay. Only one more to go and he was done. Twenty-three fucking dives. He was gonna find out who nominated him twenty times and that kid (or those kids) were gonna get an ass kicking for it. Not only had he dived to show them what they'd done didn't matter, but they were gonna get theirs.
He was heading toward Dana or Clara (whoever was manning the chart) to let them know he had finished another dive and to let them know he was going to finish it off with the next one. That's when Cheyenne was in his path and commented on the obvious.
Cheyenne was someone that Liam was seeing around on a more regular basis. She was taking care of their look for the Battle of the Bands, and the two talked music from time to time. She wore a two-piece that for the most part looked good. But not too far from where stood, Dana stood, filling out her two piece very well.
"Yeah, how could you tell?" he asked, playing along for now.