Hale tried her best to towel dry her hair as much as she could once she reached their set up, then quickly taking an over-sized white t-shirt and pulling it over her head. She patted it out before running her fingers through her hair in a poor attempt to make herself look more presentable (and feel less self-conscious about having been in only her swimsuit for a long period of time). Stupid Anthony, asking her with a pair of deceiving puppy dog eyes to go looking for seashells with him, only to drag her into the ocean and start attacking her with salt-water! ... She would never admit that it was fun for a while though. Said "friend" was now flirting with a couple of giggling girls who WERE playing volleyball, a bright and "charming" grin on his face. 'Honestly, someone should put the boy on a leash', she thought in amusement. She walked a bit away from her companions and settled down into the sand with a worn copy of a few Sherlock Holmes stories. Finally, it would be the relaxing trip to the beach she had wanted. She opened the book and was gone.
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Nick sighed and leaned back on his hands. Usually he would have been more than happy to just sit down and enjoy the nice breeze, the sound of the water... but today he was actually starting to get bored. He frowned and looked to Chevonne. The troublesome girl had fallen asleep. He was a bit surprised that she wasn't playing in the water or spinning gracefully on the sand, looking to him with some great smirk and telling him of the exciting adventure she was surely going to have without him, how absolutely deeevastating it must be for him to stay in this boring grey world... All because he would refuse to go "exploring" with her. He began to poke her small nose to entertain himself, watching her face scrunch up under those ridiculously large glasses. He quickly grew tired of this too and decided to take a walk, he wouldn't go too far of course so that he could keep an eye on miss sleeping beauty.
(weeee long random post :y )