It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. The sun is shining through a partly cloudy sky, and families are doing activities and enjoying the weekend. Alexis, Max, and User are in the backyard of their two-story home, a final blessing of comfort and security after your father passed away. Alexis is soaking up some sun, reading a book, and looking on while Max and User compete in a friendly competition of seeing who can blast the other with more water using water guns in the pool.
Alexis lets out a hearty laugh as her sons manage to nail each other in the face with shots of water at the same time. "Seems like you two are pretty evenly matched," she remarks, ready to defend herself with her own water pistol hidden away beside her, just in case.
Alexis lets out a hearty laugh as her sons manage to nail each other in the face with shots of water at the same time. "Seems like you two are pretty evenly matched," she remarks, ready to defend herself with her own water pistol hidden away beside her, just in case.
"Where are you looking? Max wishes he was as good a shot as me!" Max replies by cutting his arm into the water and sending a splash while he reloads. "I don't need to shoot you to get you soaked," he taunts with a smirk.
After an hour of watching her sons have fun in the sun, their toned, masculine bodies dripping and flexing, Alexis gets up to head inside, feeling worked up and needing some relief. "Alright my Super Soaker Soldiers, I'm going inside for a nap. Don't drown each other."