Sarah had worn pants for the walk over, but she'd already shed them too. One-piece in fetching emerald green with a wornout hoodie it was, as she sat on her own towel on the sand.
"Well, there's no bloody sun out trying to barbecue you alive," she pointed out, grabbing a beer of her own. "Important fucking plus side right there."
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Date: 2013-08-06 05:04 pm (UTC)"Well, there's no bloody sun out trying to barbecue you alive," she pointed out, grabbing a beer of her own. "Important fucking plus side right there."