“Get your head out of your ass, please, Lyonrad. If you think I’ll be helping you, then you will be in for quite the shock.” Lyonrad laughed with Delilah calling out to him as he slowly made his way out of the bar, leaving the girl to herself alone.
“See you, too, Delilah!” he shouted back without looking, waving a hand and assuming Delilah would even bother to notice it. He hoped for her to actually follow him, to some extent; but he only snorted at himself for thinking that. What? She? Follow me? he laughed to himself again.
After seemingly over an hour of walking like a nine-month old baby, Lyonrad reached the residential pool. He stopped at the very sight of it, freezing as his heart beat fast. There were a number of other students surrounding the pool, but none of them were in the pool—or at least, from what he saw from his perspective.
He took deep breaths, and after calming himself down, he unbuttoned his shirt and took off his shoes. He took another deep breath again before swayingly walking to a corner of the pool. He walked far from the pool, where the water could touch his feet. It would be an embarassment if he suddenly fall there. Being tipsy, near drunk, was not the best state you can ever be in a party… or at least for him. The pool might just cure me from this… he thought as he massaged his face with both of his hands. I want to get home.
And, without thinking further, he jumped right into the water.
Lyonrad closed his eyes as he let himself submerge in the cold water. Faster did his heart beat the lower he sunk. He was right—water did make him feel better than earlier, but realizing again where he was, it did not make him anymore better. Air was nowhere under the surface.
The pool was deep, but he was tall enough to quickly whisk his way up to the surface. He could not think of anything at that point but getting his way out of the water. He was thankful to himself for jumping near the sides, though it was clearly risky if he ever fell short. Reaching for the sides, he rose himself to the ground with panic.
Shortly after he got out, he quickly ran to where his shoes were and ran off away from the pool. He heaved heavy breaths, his heart seemingly reaching his throat. He could not breath properly, and… he could still not walk properly, but it was better, at least. What did I just do?