28| Under the Sea (pt. 1)

"That's gross," I stated, staring at the crusty snorkel gear in Alec's hand. He had just grabbed some gear from the garage and was assessing them before we put them into the car.

"It's not gross; it's just sand in there... I think..." Alec said, holding up one of the snorkels in better light.

"And that's supposed to go in your mouth? It literally looks moldy," I argued. There was no way I was about to use that particular snorkel. "Let's just take the flippers and go buy new goggles and snorkels? I doubt you want to put that in your mouth either."

He gave it one more once over, turning it over in his hands before tossing it into the trunk. "Fine... we can stop and get more, but I'm bringing these for the goggles just incase it's cheaper to just buy a mouthpiece."

"Okay, thanks!" I said before making my way to the passenger side door. I gave it a tug just to realize it was locked.

I waited patiently while Alec got into the driver's side, taking his sweet time to settle in before finally