Alex had woken up to some rambling text message from Dean Stinson about seizing the day and taking advantage of the warm weather to set up something for everyone down on the beach. When he'd become the dean's lackey, he didn't know but he actually got to it. It wasn't his money he was spending, after all. The first thing he'd done was plaster
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Finding herself along a rockier part of the beach, Rosalind perched on a large rock, and contented herself with watching the water.
Depending on the company, should any wish to find her, she might even be pleasant. The water was a calming influence.
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"You don't look like you're gonna go for a swim," he said by way of greeting. "How sad for us all."
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"I have a reputation to keep up," she said mildly. "And that reputation involves wearing my suit."
Also, she just hadn't felt like it.
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[Annnd I'm not getting my notifs. Thanks so much, LJ.]
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He wouldn't because she could probably kill him but still, he said it anyway.
[Ugh, me either. Glad to know it's not just me, at least.]
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Because, yes, she'd be quite cranky at sand in her suit.
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"I suppose it depends on your point of view."
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"That it suits you better than it would me."
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"What do you think?" she asked, curiously.
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"And if I told you I was always a serious child?"
Which she had been, and then she hadn't had any choice but to be even more grown-up.
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