The Park, Friday Afternoon/Evening
Tamsin had spent most of the past couple of days drinking and yelling at random Americans in the street.
She wasn't surprised by this recent bout of stupidity, but sometimes you had to vent.
... And apparently the island agreed, because she walked into the park that afternoon to find that, improbably, the sun was shining, warm and good and beautiful, down on the park. There was no rhyme or reason for it; everywhere else was cold as hell. But it was nice here.
And there was a large quantity of booze sitting under a tree.
She snagged a bottle, took a swig, turned towards the mainland, and yelled, at the top of her voice...
"SCREW YOU GUYS!"
[[ screw you guys party. open! ]]
She wasn't surprised by this recent bout of stupidity, but sometimes you had to vent.
... And apparently the island agreed, because she walked into the park that afternoon to find that, improbably, the sun was shining, warm and good and beautiful, down on the park. There was no rhyme or reason for it; everywhere else was cold as hell. But it was nice here.
And there was a large quantity of booze sitting under a tree.
She snagged a bottle, took a swig, turned towards the mainland, and yelled, at the top of her voice...
"SCREW YOU GUYS!"
[[ screw you guys party. open! ]]