Relaxing (Welshy)

The young Italian teenager had a blue towel rolled up beneath his arm, wearing a pair of red board shorts and only this. Adriano liked to show off his toned body, and what better way to do this then go for a swim? The only negative thing about the whole 'swimming' thing was that Adriano didn't get a chance to wear his snap-back. This was a bad thing for him, considering he never really went out anywhere without possession of a snap-back but this had to be one of the rare occasions where it had to be done.

Dropping his towel on the side of the lake, Adriano ran a hand through his blonde hair, brushing it to the side and out of his bright blue eyes as they searched the surface of the water, seeing a girl's head appear for a moment before going under water once more. With a grin, Adriano dived into the warm waves towards where the girl was swimming, stopping before her and waiting for her to surface again.

Bright blue eyes trailing down the girl’s pretty body as she came up to introduce herself, Adriano couldn’t help but slump his shoulders slightly in disappointment at the news of her Godly-parent. Great. Adriano totally hadn’t seen that coming. “So you’re my aunt?” He smiled lightly, his Italian accent noticeable when he spoke.

Taking her hand a shaking it, Adriano ran a hand through his soft blonde hair again, keeping a half-smirk on his lips as he chose to now tell her about himself. “Ciao, I’m Adriano; son of Eros. Most call me Adrian,” he shrugged, not really thinking highly of his Americanized name yet he didn’t mind most calling him this.

Not really knowing what to say at first, Adriano slowly ducked beneath the waves for a few seconds before straightening again, flicking his head to the left and spraying water everywhere, his hair messed up wildly, almost looking if he had got gel and moved it all high on one side. He flashed Layla another grin, raising his dark blonde eyebrows at her. “So…you come here often?” He asked, wanting to get the ball rolling with a flirty joke, even though she was technically his aunt…which was just…wrong seeing as she was hot.

He smile twisting up into a grin as Layla chose to spoke his home language, "Sì. Sono nato a Venezia e poi trasferito qui." He replied, scratching the side of his nose as he spoke, a habit of his. Adriano was. Actually pretty pleased that Layl had shown him the decentsey of calling him by his full name instead of his nick-name.

His bright blue eyes looking over the distance for a moment before returning to this brunnette girl. His fingers played with the strings attached to the front of his swimming trunks due to his ADHD, grinning even wider when Layla chose to use his line back. Not many people did that, especially considering his cocking and sarcasm.

"Oh yeah, all the time. How come I've ever seen you here before?"