Stretch of Beach; Tuesday Evening

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After a few days of spectacularly abusing the hell out of her room service priviledges while primarily binge watching some Britishs game shows, Harley had finally vacated Atton's hotel room for good. In part because she was pretty sure he was coming back soon-ish, sure, but mostly because she was more sure Bruce missed her when she only showed up a couple of times a day, and she didn't think she should bring him to the hotel, considering how quick Atton had been about choosing not to go to her place back on Saturday.

So that evening, Harley had taken her stuff back to Needful Things. And now that the rain appeared to have stopped, the girl and her hyena were having some quality time on one of the stretches of beach along Serendipity Place. Harley had picked up a couple of beers, and was sitting by a small picnic spread made up of her final room service order, while Bruce was stalking some nearby porgs.

Everything was... quiet and calm.

And for once, Harley found herself liking it.

...Okay sure, maybe it could've been warmer out there, and the sand could've been less damp. But still, life was okay.

(ooc: open for whatever, ofc)