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Originally Posted by
Cassirin 
Cope gave a very unmanly scream as he was hurtled into the water with Plymouth on his head. He hit the first step and just kept going, rolling and splashing all the way into the water. And then he just kept going because Plymouth's do not act as flotation devices and this particular Plymouth was on top of him.
Great. Wet robes. Again.
She thought the girly squeal she heard was indeed from a girl, but as she looked it was Cope rolling down the stairs with a Morgan strapped to his back. Well you certainly didn't see that everyday. And anything to do with Plymouth was always a strange occurance.
Well Plymouth was a strange occurance.
She laughed. It was funny.
"Are you alright," she called over to him so he wouldn't think she was just mean and didn't care about his well being. Even though it was funny.