Aug 18, 2007 15:04
There were seven different types of sunscreen in front of him. Seven different types with different numbers and he had no idea what any of them meant. But, he'd promised he'd bring sunscreen and he'd brought them.
Now, it was just deciphering what the kriff they meant. He'd bought the first pair of swim trunks he'd found which, thankfully, had been a dark red pair. He really needed a supervisor for shopping trips. He'd thrown on a shirt out of habit and was now making what he thought looked like an X-Wing with the sand.
He flexed the fingers on his hand instinctively and was happy when it stung only a little. And then he went back to his sand ship.
[For one person, plz]
people: inara,
place: beach