Both Jose & Theo were standing there, stunned. It was Jose who first spoke.
"What ... just ... happened?" His brown eyes were wide with terror.
Theo just stared blankly.
"Is he dead?" Jose insisted.
"I don't know." Theo reached down into the pool to retrieve the clothing that was floating in Pablo.
*theo its me pablo what the hell jus--
Theo quickly pulled his hand out of the pool.
"Did you hear that?" he asked Jose.
"Hear what?" Jose replied.
"Yo, holmes, I think he can communicate if you touch him."
"What do you mean 'touch him'?" Jose asked.
"Put your hand in there." Theo said.
"HELL NO."
"There's nothing to be afraid of, man. Here like this." And with that Theo reached into the pool.
Unfortunately, in the process of attempting to reach the far side of the pool, he face-planted right into the middle of what was once his Filipino friend.
*theo this is fucked man i can feel everything and taste everything
As Theo lifted himself up by doing basically a push-up he can still hear Pablo in his head.
*damn man you know i always wanted to get with you man and having had you and your dreads and tasted your sweat and your hands damn theo you have me hot man
Theo got out but feels Pablo squeeze his had as he pulled it out. Jose stood there looking at him like he's surprised he survived.
"We gotta do somthin' man" Jose looked like he was gonna start crying.
"Yo you gotta pull yourself together man." Theo attempted to calm the young Latino down. "Look, go back to that store and find out what we can do. I'll stay here and make sure nothing happens here." Theo's 9 inch dick was so hard it was straining the jockstrap as he was saying this.
Jose agreed, and headed back to the games store.
Theo smiled. He stripped and walked toward the pool.
"Alright Pablo, we're gonna finish what we started before Jose got home."