T-shirts, cut-offs, and a pair of thongs

[sweetvalleygirl]

WHO: Beach Party People!
WHERE: The MAC, the party bus, a rest stop, and the Wildwood Beach!
WHEN: Friday 11am and onward into the afternoon and evening
WARNINGS: Possible make outs? Possible fights?
SUMMARY: Teens and young adults in an RV driving to NJ to have a drunken bonfire. What could possibly go wrong???
FORMAT: OPEN! There will be sections

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[hells4children]

[ Alex pats him on the arm. ]

Yeah man, I only, like, just met you and shit, but you're... [ whoops stumbling a bit ] ...you're okay too.

[bedeviledspider]

[ Thumbs up! ]

Thanks, man, that means a lot. You're... [ Stumbling towards. ] You're a good guy too.

[hells4children]

No. No, man.

[ still swaying, he slumps his shoulders ;~; ] You don't...you don't know what you're talking about.

[bedeviledspider]

What are you talking about?

[ Throws an arm around him! Because what is personal space between two relative strangers, really. ] You... you're good. I can tell these things! You could I have - ha! - I have a sixth sense.

[hells4children]

[ just kind of...leans his head against reilly. they just met today, but right now they are the best of friends! ] How do you know it's...I don't know, accurate?

It doesn't know everything I've done in my life.

[bedeviledspider]

[ That might not be the wisest decision, considering the way Reilly's swaying, but if they fall it's okay! They will fall as friends. ]

No, man, listen. Listen. It just knows, you know, when someone is a threat. It's like "bzzt" in my head, see, and... and I don't feel that with you. So you're good.

Besides, whatever you did, it can't be that bad.

[hells4children]

Difference between "bad" and a threat, man. And it was certainly bad enough to get me a... [ makes whooshing noises ] one-way ticket to, you know, hell.

[ leeeeeeeeaaaaannnnnnnnnnssssss ]

[bedeviledspider]

Yeah, well. [ His expression goes grim. ] Plenty of people wind up suffering at the hands of devils and demons that don't deserve it. I'm a believer, but...

[ He shakes his head and just. Keeps wobbling. ] Doesnt actually answer the question, though. What did you do?

[hells4children]

No, man. No. Let's not--

[ and then alex topples over and falls right on top of him ]

[bedeviledspider]

Okay, okay, you're entitled to your secrets. I won't-- whoa!

[ All right, so. Finding yourself on the ground, dazed post-fall, and looking up at another dude? Who is... on top of you? Awwwwkward. ]

[hells4children]

[ Alex is trying to pick himself up off Reilly, but he's feeling terribly uncoordinated right now. Whoops. ]

Oh man, sorry. Man, I'm really sorry man. Sorry...

[bedeviledspider]

No, it's, it's okay. Just, maybe I should...

[ Trying to squirm our from under someone is harder than it looks. :c ]

[hells4children]

[ He scrambles until he's managed to somehow roll his way over and off of the other man. ]

Sorry man, real sorry...

[bedeviledspider]

[ Oh, sweet, sweet freedom. Slowly, Reilly stumbles his way into an upright sitting position before turning to Alex. ]

No, no, it's... it's okay. It happens. With the falling and the... falling.

[ So eloquent. ]

[hells4children]

[ he pats himself on the belly, trying to navigate his hands to somewhere he can try, and fail, to pull himself up ]

I think...I might chill here for a bit.

[bedeviledspider]

Okay... you do that. But I can, I can help you up. If you want.

[ That would be more believable if he hadn't just crashed to the ground while trying to stand. ]