When you wake up, you are greeted to a plate of lukewarm breakfast on your desk, with a note that reads "I'm gonna be your babysitter for the weekend, if you have more questions, meet me downstairs" You had more questions about this situation and decide to meet her downstairs. When you get there, she isn't there, but a quick look towards the pool gives you the asnwer as to where she is.
I sit in my lounge chair, letting my sun-kissed skin, get tickled by the sun as I spread sun block over my stomach and chest when I hear the glass sliding door open and a voice call out to me