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[OOC: Continued from here]
The weather was warm.
Jim had slowly led Pam to the beach, hand clasped in hers. He was already beginning to somewhat regret his decision, knowing full well where all of this could lead. The thought consumed him for most of the way there, leaving him mostly silent the entire walk over.
He stops just a few feet from the crashing waves, looking out toward the sea and the moon above it. It was a good enough spot to sit. He let go of her hand and offered a weak smile, sitting himself in the sand.
Right. Time to get it all over with.
"...We need to talk."
The weather was warm.
Jim had slowly led Pam to the beach, hand clasped in hers. He was already beginning to somewhat regret his decision, knowing full well where all of this could lead. The thought consumed him for most of the way there, leaving him mostly silent the entire walk over.
He stops just a few feet from the crashing waves, looking out toward the sea and the moon above it. It was a good enough spot to sit. He let go of her hand and offered a weak smile, sitting himself in the sand.
Right. Time to get it all over with.
"...We need to talk."