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[indistinct chatter]

[Alma] I swear, people are assholes.

Christian and those guys are such fucking wimps.

Am I right, or what?

[Nata] Mm-hmm.

I mean, I'm just confused as to why burning uniforms

is such a big deal, you know?

And I did not end up naked, they made that up.

They're just spreading rumors.

But, of course, now everyone looks at me like I'm losing my damn mind.

[slurps]

[playful music plays]

[Alma] Hey, are you listening to me?

Do you know who that is?

Mm, it's... one of the new guys.

Mary Mother of God, I'd fuck his brains out.

[puffs] I mean, he's all muscle and no brains though, right?

I don't care if there is nothing between his ears. Look at that dude.

He looks like a Greek god.

- All right, - Dude!

Let's go, come on.

{an8}RAISING VOICES BASED ON THE NOVEL BY MIGUEL SÁEZ CARRAL

[bleeping]

[Nata] I made this T-shirt to remind myself of how stupid I was.

{an8}It was a way of punishing myself.

POSTING

{an8}I got myself into this mess.

{an8}#TOTALLYFUCKEDUPBUTSTILLSMILING

{an8}It was my fault.

- No, dude. - Shut the fuck up.

Shut up, dickhead.

You guys suck.

Come on, just let him get ahead of you!

What the fuck was that? Get off that fucking shit weed, bro.

- [indistinct] - [laughter]

- Yeah, it's called "suck my dick." - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- No, no. - No, fuck you.

Wait, wait Nata!

[Alberto] Nata!

Nata!

Nata.

Nata, come on. I'm always running after you. What the hell's wrong with you?

I'm done for tonight.

Okay, fine. Well, I'll walk you to the bus.

- There's no need. - No, Nata!

[Nata] I mean, it was Valentine's Day.

[Alberto] Nata!

[Nata] I was hoping to get something pretty and he gave me a shit date.

I should have gone home much earlier.

But I was just too embarrassed

to tell my mother that I'm dating an idiot.

[dog barking in distance]

I never learn, dude.

Instead of spending a romantic night at a hotel,

he shoves me in a garage with his buddies.

AN UNFORGETTABLE WEEKEND!

[poignant music plays]

Then, this guy showed up and...

I swear that in that moment, I just didn't give a shit about anything.

[poignant music turns ominous]

[Alma] Fucking scary, man.

I spent the last two days wondering what the point is in having a boyfriend

if I can't even get home safely.

Well, I guess you should probably look for one

that gives a shit about your feelings.

It's just so obvious that I never cum

because we're never truly intimate together.

Nata, you realize he's not gonna change at all?

Right?

If you want things done the right way, you've gotta manage them yourself.

That's what my mom always says.

Yeah, but that's not what I was saying.

Right.

Hey, wanna head back?

- Yeah. - Come on.

FEBRUARY

LIBRARY

[Alma] Hey, um, can I have my phone?

I just want to check my messages for a sec, please.

Ten minutes. In that case on the shelf.

PUTOALFUCKING

YOU'RE A SLUT

[ominous music plays]

[menacing music plays]

- [menacing music stops] - [breathes deeply]

[cellphone rings]

- [Greta] Alma! - Hey!

Uh! You've got your phone back!

Yeah, but just for ten minutes.

And maybe after studying if I ask in a polite and thoughtful way.

[Greta] Good, it was about time.

Because the Dorayakis are not on discount anymore

and I was spending loads of money on them.

Well, it hasn't been awful without it. I've got more time to study now, and um...

even to read.

Hmm. What you reading?

Well, your letter.

[Alma chuckles softly] Before falling asleep.

Girl, you should be a writer. You know that?

It's so pretty.

I really meant every word.

I know that.

[poignant music plays]

I was, uh, thinking

of the year they had you switch schools.

[puffs] Yeah, we were the most depressing little pair, huh?

[Alma] We would spend our day lying around.

Just doing nothing. Not even talking.

But it was fine, it was enough to just exist, together.

Now everyone knows everything about everyone's business.

And they talk shit. And that, girl, is...

I mean, it's... emotional porn.

Emotional porn, huh?

Saw that in one of my mom's books.

I love you so much, Alma.

Love you too.

Don't worry. Okay?

I'm fine.

Okay.

PENÉLOPE SAYS GOOD NIGHT

[Pablo] It's time to turn off the lights.

And Penélope, where is she?

Hm? Do you see her?

- [Pablo] Ooh! - She's right here!

[Pablo laughs] Very good!

And now we sleep, 'cause it's late.

Okay.

[young Alma] Read it again?

[Pablo] Again?

You'll catch a cold.

What are you doing?

Water got into the storage area.

Look, Penélope.

"The frying pan is way too heavy and hits Penélope in the face."

Pow!

[chuckles] My favorite book.

See if there's something else you wanna keep

so we can toss out what you don't want.

It's my stuff.

It's taking up space and you don't know what's still in here.

[grunts]

I would spend hours playing with those toys, you know that.

You would as well.

Alma, I was the one who gathered all these things

and stored them safely in here.

- What you doing? - I'll take them to my room.

- Fine, let me help you. - No! I don't want your help.

[suspenseful music plays]

[doorbell rings]

- [woman] Yes? - Hey.

[woman] Ah!

- [Mer] Hello. - Hi.

- I brought this. - Come, come in. Best do it inside.

- [Greta] Oh, okay. - We can have a drink if you want.

All right.

Have you seen those YouTube videos of the fire in the fireplace?

Because I'm embarrassed, honestly, by the idea of anyone sitting,

uh, playing this fake fire, drinking wine and dimming the lights.

Although, maybe it's also like a paradigm of how bad we're doing as a society.

[laughs]

So, "Greta" is common in Scandinavia.

Do you have family in Sweden or Denmark or somewhere?

- No? - Nope.

When I was little I was always told the story of Hansel and Gretel

and the little chocolate house.

Hm.

So where's your Hansel at?

[fire crackling]

Mm, mm, there is no Hansel.

So you go into the woods alone.

I really think that there needs to be a little...

feminist revisionism in traditional fairy tales.

Because, well,

hm...

The witch is...

well, I think she's really just a woman that's independent,

and is attracted to Gretel.

And she invites her to her house with sweets.

And once inside her home she forces her

to do everything she wants.

And...

Greta loves it.

[calm music plays]

[laughs]

You can do whatever you want to me.

Although the Brothers Grimm were German, no?

What?

Oh.

[chuckles] Wow, sorry, I'm really boring you.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Um, it's not you.

I've been listening to your story and I spaced out completely, but no...

Oh god, I'm sorry.

It's also Friday and you, for sure, have better things to do than be here.

Anyway, so we're um, still on for next week?

Mm, sure. Yup.

- No problem. Yeah. - Yeah?

[drum 'n bass music playing]

- [knocking on door] - [door opens]

Nata, can you go pick up your brother?

- [sighs] Where is he? - At his friend Eli's house.

Come on, Mom. It's two streets away. He's ten, can't he walk back on his own?

Do you have any idea how many ten-year-olds get run over?

[sighs]

[water rippling]

[Eli's mom] They've locked themselves in his room. Give me a second.

[Nata] Mm-hmm.

[suspenseful music plays]

[Eli] We were in the middle of a game.

[Eli's mom] Come on, you've been playing for three hours.

Mom, can Alex stay over this weekend?

No, sweetie, we're leaving to go skiing tomorrow.

- Maybe next weekend, that work? - That's great.

Come on.

I HAVE A PLAN FOR THIS WEEKEND YOU'LL GO FREAKING CRAZY

ALBERTO: GREAT!!!

[Alma] Whee! [laughs]

Get closer, get closer. Over here!

You come over here! And go!

- Run, run, run, run, run! - [Cooper barking]

[Pablito] Ah, Cooper! Give it to me!

- [Alma] Oh, no. - Kick it! He's coming here.

Got it! Oh, no, no, no!

[Vero] How's school going?

It's been good.

Yeah, I've gotten good grades on a few projects.

And Nata and her study group have helped with notes and explanations. So, good.

[Pablito] Are you gonna pass?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna pass.

I will work extremely hard and I will do it.

How 'bout we go shopping later tonight, if you want?

Surely there's gotta be something you need.

Um, I'd love that.

But I can't.

I, um, have so much to make up and so little time to do it.

And besides, Greta mentioned she... she wanted to come visit later.

May she?

Any thoughts, Pablo?

Yeah.

You know, I fixed the leak.

There's no water flooding in.

We can put your boxes with your things in there again, if you want.

Cool.

Ugh! I swear, sometimes I just... I go nuts, I spend hours watching him eat.

But the noise is fucking gross, Berta.

It's freaky, even for you, Berta.

[slurping]

[Berta] It's the algorithm. Because it brings out the worst in me.

I mean, it's... it's like a type of inner God, almost.

You know? Like the keeper of my secrets.

Some imaginary friend who knows me better than anyone.

Well, except for you.

- Oh, me? - [Berta] Yeah.

- [Berta] Look, I'll show you. - No.

No. I want this connection that exists between the algorithm and I

to be totally private, thank you very much.

- [Berta] Why? You hiding something, Alma? - [Alma] Don't be stupid.

- [Berta] Come on, let me look at it. - Uh, no, no, Berta. Calm down.

Don't go all psycho on me.

[Berta] Okay, okay. I'll stop.

[Alma chuckles]

[Berta] Whoa, whoa, wait, look, this is the best part!

[metal clanging]

Let's go.

[water rippling]

[Nata] The keys are in the pot over there.

[Alberto] Come.

[ominous music plays]

We're alone.

- [chuckles] Come on. - [Alberto] Nice!

Hey, come here!

[both laughing]

[Alberto] Holy shit!

- [Nata] Uh, what the fuck? - Whoa!

[Nata] This is amazing!

No fucking way. Come, we're doing this right.

Here, put this on and go make us dinner while I get ready. Go on!

Mm. Okay, okay.

[Berta] Dude, I need to pee. Where's the bathroom?

[door opens]

- [Alma] Down the hall, on the right. - Okay.

[suspenseful music plays]

[Vero] Berta?

I'm sorry, I couldn't find the bathroom.

Hm. Use the one down the hall.

First door on your left.

Right. I really am so sorry.

It's fine, really.

[soulful music plays]

- Thought you were getting dressed. - This is the look, idiot.

[Nata chuckles]

You're the fucking shit, Nata.

Shall we eat?

- Yeah, sure, come on. - Let's go.

- S'il vous plait. - Thank you.

[both laughing]

[Alberto] Wooo! [laughing]

Careful, the door!

That's it.

Yeah.

[Alberto] Mmm.

Wait.

Not like this.

[moaning, panting]

[Nata moaning loudly]

Come now, and I'll kill you.

[moaning quickens]

[moaning slows, fades]

[laughs]

[breathing deeply]

Did you get there?

Mm-hmm. Oh, yeah. [chuckles]

[Alberto chuckles awkwardly]

[Alma] I'm such a dumbass.

[Greta] Why?

What the fuck was I thinking?

I mean, why on earth would your brother want anything to do with me.

I mean, look at me.

Plus...

- The girls he was talking to. - Hm. They weren't that pretty.

If only he'd been a little bit wasted, I could've denied anything went down.

You done?

Dude, don't ever even try to say or think any of that crap again.

Alma, you're absolutely stunning.

And you're the bravest girl I've ever known.

Alma!

Shit, girl.

You're, you're...

You're Alma!

You get it?

Guess at times I forget.

All right.

Well, don't you ever forget it again.

[footsteps approach]

What?

Are we leaving everything like this or what?

[energetic music plays]

What are you doing?

♪ When I'm coming Imma get the job done ♪

♪ Ain't no competition Show 'em how to run it up ♪

♪ Steady stacking in the trap And my dollar multiplies ♪

[roaring]

♪ When I'm coming Imma get the job done ♪

[screams] Fuck!

♪ Got a taste for the bens And a baby on my side ♪

♪ I'm that girl I'm that boss ♪

♪ Talkin' that slick Might get you crossed ♪

SLUT

♪ That's all facts Don't take that loss ♪

♪ I'm that girl I'm that boss ♪

♪ Running that mouth might get me off ♪

♪ Might throw these hands Knock a trick right out ♪

♪ It's on site When I'm coming lights out ♪

♪ I'm that girl ♪

Whoa!

[music fades]

{an8}WAKE UP

[indistinct chatter]

[cellphone pings]

[hip hop playing through headphones]

PUTOALFUCKING 1 NEW MESSAGE

LIKE MY DICK, BITCH?

[tense music plays]

[breathing shakily]

[tense music builds]

Fuck!

- [tense music stops] - [hip hop continues through headphones]

[indistinct chatter]

It's like that time you made out with that other chick.

[laughter]

[Hernán] I only know 'cause of my sister. But he was there.

It sucks, man.

What the hell are you talking about, dude?

- [Hernán] What? - You talking about me?

No, no, no. We were talking about Christian.

Shit. He hooked up with a freshman.

The next day he acted like he didn't know her. [chuckles]

And why's that so funny to you?

Look, Alma, relax a bit, okay?

You've been insufferable for the past few weeks.

Are you screwing with me, Hernán?

Screwing with you, how? I don't know what you're talking about.

Look, if this is part of some shit revenge you're taking on me,

then forget it! Got it?

I promise you Hernán, I'm the last person you want should be messing with.

[girl] Babe, you need to be way sexier.

- But sexier, how? - Push your tits like that.

- Like this? - And maybe open your mouth a bit.

Like that! Yes, yes.

There.

You shouldn't take those pathetic photos. Honestly.

Check her out. Why the fuck does it matter to you what we do?

Don't fucking listen to her.

[girl 2] Yeah, that's we need, some self-righteous preacher. [scoffs]

[ominous music plays]

GALLERY

DELETE THIS PHOTO? DELETE

[poignant music playing]

Careful, this subject has come up every single year in our finals.

And it's not easy.

There's general knowledge, many dates, many laws...

[bell rings]

And I'll finish that sentence next week. All right. Thank you.

How are you?

[Alma] I'm good.

Well, I'm gonna steal Bernardo's breaking news.

You passed the first economics test.

- What? - Congratulations.

You serious? [sighs]

- Well, thank you. - No. Thank you.

Why?

Well, when a student I'm about to give up hope on

turns things around,

I embrace it as a gift.

- That's a nice way to put it. - [teacher laughs]

You keep it up. Hm?

The fuck's up with her? She always looks pissed off.

No idea.

- Right, you for sure know, come on. - I told you I don't know. I swear.

Who knows what that slut has been up to, anyway?

Hey, come on, don't talk about Alma like that. She's my friend.

Hm, she doesn't like me much either.

Well, be that as it may. I don't appreciate it.

And besides, if she's a slut, I'm one too.

Well, I mean after the other night,

I'd say you're a crazy ass delinquent.

Shut up. What if someone hears? And don't speak to me like that.

[Alberto] Fine.

Don't get your panties in a twist.

[David] Greta, you seen my headphones?

In my room, sorry.

By the way, have you heard anything from Alma?

For a guy that wanted nothing with her, you're tremendously worried.

Mm, no. I just feel kind of responsible for what happened at the party.

Yeah.

Well...

She's fine. I saw her and she's fine.

Okay.

Hey, did you take some of my pot?

A small bit to just smoke with the girls at school. But it wasn't much.

Right.

- Mm-hmm. - But I'm missing more though.

Hm.

Ciao.

[door opens, closes]

[fire crackling]

Last book you read.

Americanah.

Mm. A word you hate.

[inhales] Urine.

Yeah.

It's... really horrible.

[Mer] It is horrible.

Mm.

- Um, I'm gonna roll one up. Do you mind? - No.

- Take some of mine if you want. - No, no.

I wouldn't want to dip into any of my customer's weed.

[Mer] Hmm.

A lot of customers to deal with?

- That's classified information. - Oh...

[Greta laughs] I'm kidding.

This isn't something I usually do.

I just have a... connection who has prime Mary Jane

and I sell it to people I like. That's it. Nothing in it for me.

Smoke for free.

In fact, you're subsidizing this blunt.

So you like me?

You already know the answer to that.

[playful music plays]

All right, Come on, let's continue.

It's your turn.

Mmm.

What was your first time like?

Well, shit.

Look at me, huh? I, uh...

Didn't even finish rolling and I'm already getting all frisky.

No. It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.

[Greta] I'm sorry! All I can think of are dirty questions to ask. Ahh!

[both laughing]

[Greta] I don't know.

Wake up, Alma! It's my birthday!

- [Alma groans] - Come on!

Party!

Come here.

[energetic music playing]

Kids, be careful! Please, no running inside.

[doorbell rings]

You must be the clown that jumps out of the cake?

- What? - [chuckles]

- [Greta] What is this? - Oh.

Ooh. Okay. Oh. Come in.

It's Pablito's birthday today.

Thank you for volunteering. You are most welcome.

[Alma] I think my mother would rather have you as a daughter.

You know, a lot of women over 40 are super into me.

[children shouting]

Um...

Am I missing something?

Huh?

Okay.

I gotta tell you something huge.

Let's see.

Umm...

Okay, so.

- I've sort of started dealing weed... - [coughs]

...to this girl who's around thirty-something,

that well, that I'm really into, to be honest.

Huh?

- Mm-hmm. - Uh... uh, where did we find this chick?

- I met her at the corner market. - Mm.

Uh, well I sold to her on two or three occasions.

I've gone to her place three Saturdays in a row.

- You do it yet? - No.

Not yet.

But well, I make myself cum thinking about her, so...

God. Seriously.

I feel like you'd come just thinking 'bout my mother.

Mm. You don't come when you think about my mother?

No.

Hmm... [chuckles] No.

You know I love you.

- I love you some days. - Right.

Gonna go get something to drink.

Your kids are crazy about the vacation you promised them.

No, I'm not going to solve your shit.

See if you're capable of looking them in the eyes and telling them.

No, no, no, no, no. No! You listen to me now.

You need to take responsibility for the things you do.

I know you have a girlfriend. You also have three children, dammit.

WHAT YOU DOING? I NEED TO GET OUT

Why do I have to take care of everything?

I'm so goddamn sick of you!

You know what?

LILY: COME TO MINE

Go fuck yourself!

COOL!!!

[exhales]

One, two, three!

[cheering]

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

- [Pablito] I got it! - Yes!

[Alma] There we are.

Why don't you give him cake?

Offer a slice.

All right.

Come here.

Hello.

Um, anyone want cake? I made it.

Well, I do.

Um, so Greta wanted to hang outside for a little bit.

- May I? - Mmmm. The cake is delicious.

She earned it, buddy.

I won't stay out past 10:00.

Yes?

Yes.

[Alma chuckles] Thank you for saving me.

- [Greta ] It was an excellent plan. - [Alma] Oh, so you want to go back?

- [Greta] No. No fucking way. - Let's go, come on. [laughs]

[Greta] So what do you want to do then?

- Hm? - Uh...

I wanna show you something.

All right.

[Alma] Someone sent me this photo.

And two... two other dick pics as well.

Who the hell sent you this?

He's using a nickname.

"PutoAlfucking."

- Well, they're clearly dumb as fuck. - Yeah.

And you are absolutely sure you don't know who this is?

Alma, will you please just tell me already?

All right.

The night of... of the party...

When you went back to get the coats.

Someone showed up.

What are you doing here?

I was really messed up.

And I didn't want to see your brother.

Or you.

Please, just get me out of here.

I swear, I didn't mean to disappear like that.

But the Molly hit me and... and everything was spinning and...

I don't know, I didn't want my parents to see me like that.

So then, I asked him to take me to his place.

The truth is, I didn't know what I was doing.

And, well I must've thought

that well, if I just banged Hernán

I would feel better.

But it wasn't a good idea.

- [unzipping pants] - [belt buckle clinking]

[Hernán grunting]

[grunts loudly]

[ethereal music plays]

[music fades]

The next day, I mean,

I had the worst hangover in the world.

And all I wanted was to get out of there.

[poignant music playing]

- Where are you going? - Where's my coat?

You weren't wearing a coat.

Fuck. Fuck.

- [Hernán] What's wrong? - This didn't happen, okay? Got it?

Don't you dare tell anyone.

Wait, Alma. Alma!

Why wouldn't you tell me sooner?

I don't know.

I suppose I needed to process it and

I was really embarrassed.

Get over here, please.

Greta?

What if Hernán sent the photos?

Well then, message him.

- Right now? - Yes.

Just say you wanna meet him.

[Lily] Berta, what's bothering you so much?

I don't know, girl. It's not like it was exhibited at the Tate Modern.

It's not like that because they've only shown it

at some cultural center in the neighborhood.

- [Berta] I need to go to the bathroom. - [Lily] At the end of the hall.

[pop music playing in bedroom]

[boy] So you gonna smoke it or what?

- That one's rolled up real nice. - [girl] I'll get around to it.

[girl 2] Okay, okay, I get it.

- Famous? What are you saying, dude? - [Susanita] What's up, babes? How are you?

- Look who's free! - Can you believe it?

- One second. - How you doin'?

[Susanita] What's up, Gretix?

We were just talking about the concert.

What's up? What'd you wanna talk about?

I need you to see something.

- Although, maybe you already have. - Let's see.

Was this you?

[Hernán] No. No, no way.

- What is this about? - Did you take this fucking photo?

- Woah... - [Alma] And this one. Is this your dick?

Huh? Or is it this one?

What? Are you crazy? Alma, I have nothing to do with that.

I don't do that kind of shit.

- Gimme your phone now. - What?

[Greta] Give her your fucking phone, Hernán.

- Give her the phone, dude. Now. - Come on, give it, Hernán.

[Hernán] Fine, fine.

Take it.

Take it.

I would never do that to you.

You're my friend.

Hey, Hernán,

I don't think a friend pulls down your panties and fucks you

when you're passed out, drunk and high, as well as heartbroken. You know?

- Hmm? - What the hell did you tell her?

- Just the truth. - [Hernán] We fucked because you wanted to.

I didn't force you to do anything.

In fact...

I think it was you who took advantage of me.

- You left me there like a piece of shit. - What?

- Fucking hell, Hernán. - What? What don't you get, Greta?

The one who doesn't get it is you.

Okay?

You were dying to fuck her forever.

And you took advantage of the fact that she was real fucked up to do it.

Alma.

[Greta] You're disgusting, dude.

A real friend would've taken me straight home, Hernán.

- Look, man, I think you should leave. - Hm.

- You're kidding me, right? - Go on, dude.

- You're shitting me, right? - Get lost. Now.

Get lost.

♪ Bit stiff on the back Don't need your blood ♪

This is bullshit, man.

Fucking bullshit.

♪ This isn't a threat ♪

♪ I'll bump a bitch Flesh pieces in my nails ♪

♪ Bump a bitch, flesh pieces in my nails ♪

♪ Bump a bitch Flesh pieces in my nails, hah ♪

[Greta] Alma.

♪ Run bunny, run ♪

♪ I'll bump a bitch Flesh pieces in my nails ♪

♪ Bump a bitch Flesh pieces in my nails ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct]

♪ Oh, look at what the cat brought in ♪

♪ It ain't smarts baby Just a muscle game ♪

♪ Your mouse ain't running Don't blame the wheel ♪

♪ It loop in like 'Oops, I did it again' ♪

♪ Now sharp your nails ♪

♪ All the sad ones, on the meds Sharp your nails ♪

♪ All the bad ones, all thе cats Up the bass ♪

♪ All the hands up ♪

♪ Now back off ♪

♪ You know why ♪

♪ I'll bump a bitch Flesh piеces in my nails ♪

[music continues through headphones]

♪ Bump a bitch Flesh pieces in my nails, hah ♪

♪ Run bunny, run ♪

♪ I'll bump a bitch ♪

Hey.

You didn't do anything wrong, okay?

Don't keep overthinking it.

No, I'm thinking of the photos.

I don't think it's Hernán.

Who the fuck keeps sending me this crap, anyways?

♪ You gotta be gotta be Like a man on a death row ♪

♪ You better let go, give me some echo ♪

♪ These nails are made for your skin ♪

♪ I got what you need Got, got what you need ♪

♪ These nails are made for your skin ♪

♪ I love what you leave Love, love, love ♪

[heavy breathing]

♪ All the sad ones, on the meds ♪

♪ Sharp your nails ♪

♪ All the bad ones, all the cats Up the bass ♪

Bitch!

♪ Up the bass ♪

♪ All the grown-ups, all the kids Up the bass ♪

{an8}♪ All the hands up ♪

{an8}♪ Now back off ♪

{an8}♪ You know why ♪

{an8}♪ I'll bump a bitch Flesh pieces in my nails ♪

{an8}♪ Bump a bitch, flesh pieces in my nails ♪

{an8}♪ I'll bump this bitch Flesh pieces in my nails, hah ♪

{an8}[water splashing]

[serene music plays]

[engine sounds]