"Sorry, little guy. You're the one who wanted to spend a day at the kiddie pool, stress free and fumbling about with those adorable floaties ... Alright, alright, excuse the hyperbole (I know so many nuanced words now!), but you did consent to swap with my scrawny, 18 year-old body, LITTLE bro. Can't be mad at me if you're stuck working at the pool and trying to make it through remedial English, while I galavant about with your friends. Adulthood has its perks. See you later, sucker!"















