Lounging (Open, Multiple Threads Welcome)
Alice laid on the warm concrete next to the pool, eyes closed, a small smile on her face. It was hard to hate one's life when one had a pina colada in one hand and the warm sun on their stomach. Every now and again she rubbed at her skin with tanning oil, her desire not to burn but to get a slight tan. She'd always been pale, and never gotten one before. She didn't really think the outcome would be different this time, but the trying was relaxing.
She stretched her arms over her head, yawning a bit. The danger of sunning was the threat of falling asleep.
She stretched her arms over her head, yawning a bit. The danger of sunning was the threat of falling asleep.