The Beach, Wednesday Evening
The chance of thunderstorms earlier seemed to have dissipated into a really nice night. The type of night that called for spending an evening on the beach. It wasn't too hot for a fire, but Rose hadn't really bothered so much with one, mostly because gathering wood was boring. And sandy.
Instead the water had turned a glassy grey as the sun started to set behind the island, and Rose was considering if there was a need for a swim. She had her swimsuit on but she hadn't yet gotten up - partially because there was a carton of blueberries and raspberries out on the blanket over the sand that needed to be eaten before sand worked their way into them.
Still, swimming was an interesting idea. She glanced over at the girl she'd dragged along. "Gonna go for a swim or do I get to splash you when I get back out?"
[For the girl there and any others who might happen along!]
Instead the water had turned a glassy grey as the sun started to set behind the island, and Rose was considering if there was a need for a swim. She had her swimsuit on but she hadn't yet gotten up - partially because there was a carton of blueberries and raspberries out on the blanket over the sand that needed to be eaten before sand worked their way into them.
Still, swimming was an interesting idea. She glanced over at the girl she'd dragged along. "Gonna go for a swim or do I get to splash you when I get back out?"
[For the girl there and any others who might happen along!]