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“Hey,” she said “Hey!” She shouted it this tihened by the cold She poked Peter’s wet, prone body

“Whaaaat”

“Pansy-ass!” she said

“What?”

“I said you’re a pansy-ass Get up!”

He opened a bleary eye “What?”

“Quit screwing around and get off the ice, you stupid hick!”

“What is your proble” He turned on his side His expression was confused

“Oh, come on, you only went in the water because you were too dumb to use the snowhook, like I did”

“Are you kidding me?” Peter’s face pinched as he squinted at her, and she realized he had lost his glasses —

and his knife, probably — somewhere in the lake That made her feel terrible

She glared at hiure stuff out? No You can’t even work the stove properly”

He pushed hi position “What in the hell is your problem?”

“You are! Now get up and get your stupid coat!”

“I can barely walk, for God’s sake”