The Beach; Wednesday Evening
So Emily was on the beach; why yes, it was a nice evening to stand around and brood like a champ. She was actually checking her cell phone every five seconds, but surely that wasn't important.
Or at least it wasn't important until she got text message. No number, no nothing; just five words.
'this weekend. check your room'
Emily sighed as she pocketed her phone. "Here we go," she said as she stared at the waves. Like a boss.
[ Open night beach! Broody Emily activities encouraged yet not necessary. ]
Or at least it wasn't important until she got text message. No number, no nothing; just five words.
'this weekend. check your room'
Emily sighed as she pocketed her phone. "Here we go," she said as she stared at the waves. Like a boss.
[ Open night beach! Broody Emily activities encouraged yet not necessary. ]