and/or 48 + a Fëanorian of your choice...but make it platonic :)
âIf you want to get me naked, youâll have to convince me itâll be worth my time.â Crossing his arms over his chest, Moryo shot him one of his dark glares.
âYou could wear some sort of covering?â CurufinwĂ« suggested, though he was fairly certain that Moryo showing up wearing a loincloth if the rest of them were bathing nude would lead to more of the mockery he loathed than if he went without.
âWho goes skinny dipping in a bathing suit?â Moryo hissed, red creeping into his cheeks. âI donât want them to laugh at me!â
âWell, then youâd have the perfect excuse to dunk AikanĂĄroâŠâ Curufin paused, considering his options. âOh, and AngarĂĄto absolutely hates the feeling of kelp against his skin, but you didnât hear that from me.â
ââŠIâm listeningâŠâ
CurufinwĂ«âs smile grew. âItâll be us and the aras, maybe the ñolos tooâ he said, adding the piece de resistance that he knew Moryo would never let pass him by, âAngarĂĄto challenged our dear brother to a race; itâs our brotherly duty to show up and cheer.â
He knew he had won when Moryo bit his lip in thought, idly flicking a few beads on his abacus as a small smile grew wider.
âThen we had best get going, Curvo,â Moryo grinned. âWouldnât want to miss the fun, after all.â