the beach... while he’d heard of them before, he’d neither been to one, nor much desired to go to one. some sand and some water didn’t sound all that satisfying in the grand scheme of things. but, toss him back into this city and rob him of air conditioning and there was really no other choice, was there? besides--
girls in swim suits.
and, he had to admit, walking around in just swim trunks was kind of nice. though, as he was scanning the crowd of people, gaze lingering here and there, he caught sight of an all too familiar face sitting in the sand. his brow furrowed, lips pressed tight, not only because he didn’t need to see his pal’s face when looking for chicks, but because Nic was still here.
still, all he could do was plop right down next to him like there was no problem.
“ yo. ”
“ didn’t peg you as the beach-y type. ”






