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[somethingcruel]

Johnny was down on the beach again, lured by the white sand and blue water - a far cry from the dismal holidays of his youth, when his mum and whatever arsehole she happened to be dating at the time would drag him and his brother off to the seashore. He would dispiritedly try to build sandcastles while his mum and her man went off to the pub and

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[outta_texas]

Tyra's out for a walk. Even sunbathing gets boring after a bit, and she's just wandering along the sand, taking in the ocean and the sky and...the guy building sandcastles.

Okay.
Sugar, you really ain't in Dillon anymore.

"Hey there," she says, walking over. "That's a nice castle."

[somethingcruel]

Johnny took his cigarette out of his mouth and looked up. "It's not done yet," he pointed out. "The invading sand-Visigoths can still take it from the rear. It needs a moat."

[outta_texas]

Tyra arches an eyebrow.

Cute.

"Well, you wouldn't want that," she says, crossing her arms under a bikini top which is, of course, fucking blue and gold. "You'd better make good an' sure you've got a moat."

[somethingcruel]

"This is serious business, young lady," Johnny said sternly. "You won't laugh when the conquering hordes are at your doorstep."

He began digging out a moat with his hands. "D'you reckon I can get any boiling oil around here?"

[all_happening]

Penny hadn't been to the beach since the fiasco with the Jeff Bebe lookalike, but the weather was nice and she had nothing better to do, so she wrapped up her Polaroid in a big tee-shirt before making her barefooted way down the shore, sand between her toes instantly and she didn't care. She was equipped with reading material this time, too, her Rolling Stone that she'd brought from home and knew nearly backwards and forwards by now.

What she saw made her smile, a crooked sort of grin spreading across her face, and called out from a few feet away. "You better be careful," she warned. "There's people here who'd knock that over for no reason."

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[somethingcruel]

Christ, the beach was crawling with good-looking young blondes today. He really needed to come down here more often.

"The only thing more fuckin' sadistic than knocking someone's scoop of ice-cream off the cone," he proclaimed, "is knocking over someone's sandcastle. You might as well just piss on their fuckin' grave."

[all_happening]

"Exactly," Penny said, grateful to have someone who saw it her way, for once, and nearing closer, knelt in the sand, not worrying about the short skirt of her little black dress. "That's what I tried to say. Called him a dick." She let out a dry laugh. "Apparently that only made him want to wreck it more."

[somethingcruel]

"So was this an unprovoked attack?" Johnny asked, dragging on his cigarette. "Or was it an act of revenge?"