Santa Cruz beach, Monday evening

[blondecanary]

Dinah had had a pretty awesome weekend and Monday, and was now leaving another round of text messages for people as she waded knee-high in the surf. Priestly was awesome, but she just wanted to check on everyone that they hadn't been sucked into a locker or a black hole since she talked to them last.

[open for phone calls and texts; will be a link-drop for the same.]