May 31, 2013 09:26
Classes were done for the semester, and her cadre of junior Slayers was off on some group bonding trip with several of the other international squads. (Andrew's idea, apparently, and before anyone could talk him out of it several of the girls had found out, and then it all just snowballed enthusiastically into a foregone conclusion.) Plus, end of May and no apocalypse, which was a little weird but all of the good.
That warranted vacation time as far as Kennedy and Willow were concerned, so they'd packed up and headed out for a two-week trip to Kennedy's family's house in Rio. Because of course Kennedy's family had a house in Rio, complete with its own private beach.
...never mind that it was almost winter in Brazil. They were from the United States, the school year was over, it was still summer vacation as far as they were concerned. It made working on her tan a little challenging, but late fall be damned, Kennedy was in a swimsuit, sprawled out on a towel in the sand anyway. Willow, up on the porch surrounded by a stack of books, had made a bet with her that she wasn't going to last more than an hour before she got too cold and gave up.
Which, clearly, meant that Kennedy was going to try and stick this out as long as possible. Clearly.
[[open for calls and stuff, woo. who let may be over already? i didn't sign off on this.]]