emmettweston:
emmett had finally decided to take his chance on the beach. He had a notepad and a pen in one hand and a cocktail in the other, even if he was on ‘holiday’ that didn’t mean he wouldn’t have his own fun in writing. the only thing he needed was a spot to sit, there was a spot next a familiar sleeping man. “It’s no problem,” he assured dominic, if he had a free hand he would have waved it. “i just wanted to know if that spot was taken.”
“I’m afraid I can’t help you there,” Dominic answered with a sleepy smile. He pulled on his glasses and stretched. “I have no idea if anyone was sitting here while I was out,” he explained then folded his arms back behind his head and turned his attention to the ocean. The sun felt warm and he hoped he wasn’t burning. “Do you happen to have any sunscreen with you?” he asked the man next to him.















