Dylan and sophia move into their summer house.
Dylan: It's hot. Mom, can you turn on the air conditioner?
Sophia: Unfortunately, the electricity doesn't work. Oh my god these boxes are too heavy!
Dylan: Let me carry it. All I can do alone!
Dylan: I think I'm dying! Mom, are there stones in these boxes? Oh my God!
Sophia: I have. You can leave the box.
Sophia: I said we should call workers to move the stuff.
Dylan: Carrying so many things ... It was exhausting. How many degrees is the temperature? I think I'm sweating and very tired.
Sophie: You're constantly whining like your father.
Sophia: You look even more sexy! Your muscular body lines are evident.
Dylan: Are you serious?
Sophia: I think I sweated where I was. Call your daddy and he'll call someone right away. The air conditioner should be repaired.
Dylan: I can be your air conditioner!
Sophia: I think your brain stopped because of the heat haha!
Dylan approached his mother and took a deep breath. Sophia tried to understand what her son was doing.
Dylan exhaled with all his breath.
to be continue