The Beach By The Boardwalk, Monday Afternoon

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

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!]

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[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Or ruin her reputation or any of the other weird shit this chick had done to her. Which was a very low bar, Lydia.

Arden gave Lydia a long look at her use of the word 'fine,' but let it go. "I'm glad you're here with us," she agreed. "Would you like some pizza? I got a couple of different toppings."