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The Beach By The Boardwalk, Monday Afternoon
It was the first day of break and Arden was going to spend it the way the goddess had intended it: out on the beach with the salt and the sea and the sun and the sand, sorry Anakin. She was sprawled out on a blanket with a towel or two next to her and a cooler of drinks and snacks. She had a book with her for later, but right now she was enjoying the warmth while sending out a text to all the usual suspects (and a few new ones for good measure) inviting them to come and spend the day out on the beach with her.
[Open to all! If you think you got a text, you did, or maybe you just happened to be wandering up the beach and decided to chill!]
[Open to all! If you think you got a text, you did, or maybe you just happened to be wandering up the beach and decided to chill!]
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"Best idea ever," Kamala said, settling down on the beach. "You're a genius, Finch. I'm declaring it now for the world to hear. Genius."
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"Uhhh. I'm going to need more practice with that," Kamala decided and dismissed it.
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"Great idea," she said to Arden as she flopped onto her own beach blanket. Her guitar, carefully charmed to stay dry and sand free, rested next to her. "This is an excellent day!"
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Courtesy of Dr. Quinn!
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She turned to face Arden. "So, how are things? I went home for what feels like seven years, even if it was just a weekend. So much drama!"
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She'd long since invested in a bikini. Honestly, she hated the feel of swimwear between herself and the water, and would be entirely rid of it if it weren't for social expectations and her own shyness. But it was that shyness and self-consciousness and tgat wayward message on her phone about her body that left her pulling out just her old regular suit and a wrap-around instead, and then heading down to the beach, a hand lifted to her eyes against the sun as she approached to see who else might be there.
And hope some of the magic of the other night hadn't been completely dispelled by now.
"Hi. This the spot?"
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"Pizza does sound pretty great right now," she admitted. "And sunscreen's probably a good idea, too."
She was pale enough she sometimes wondered if she wan't just translucent; skipping the bikini may have just saved everyone from blindness.
"Probably that first, actually," she realized, going to go and grab a bottle.
"Thank you for sending me an invitation, by the way," she added, lest she forget.
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"How about you? Did Jerry ever end up getting his act together?"
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She'd seen Lydia look uncertain before, and also askance (usually in Cal's direction), but nervous? That seemed new.
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Well, probably not but at least Lydia would feel safer from any cads who show up on the island.
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"Hey," she said with a nod to Arden.
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rather belatedlyhad received her text and headed out to the beach. It did seem like a lovely way to spend a day."Wonderful idea, Arden." Belle held up her own book and blanket she had brought with her because of course Belle had brought a book, had you even met her?
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