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lucas let his laugh die out, turning away from the festivities leaning forward with his lips pressed together. ‘oh, shit.’ he said, wiping his sweating forehead with the back of his hand. ‘i think. that is, it’s possible, that maybe...’ he swallowed. ‘i’m gonna puke. let’s go outside.’ he started moving quickly away, towards the exit.
‘gimme a second,’ lucas said, smiling wryly and taking in the full image of the girl in front of him. dancing wasn’t usually his thing but... he unscrewed the lid of his plastic water bottle and downed the remains of what he liked to call party water, but others seemed to refer to as vodka. it burned his throat like fire, but would probably make dancing more bearable. he slid off his jacked and left it on the floor behind him. ‘let’s dance.’
lucas looked up and let a smile grow on his face.
‘that,’ he said, ‘is exactly what we pay you to do. let’s fucking roll.’ he held out an arm, loosening his tie with the other. ‘you lead the way, alcohol fairy.’
Lucas was in a pretty good mood. It was the first day in weeks he hadn’t been woken by a handful of agitated birds clawing at his cabin window, to start. Not to mention the fact that he had no chores or activities planned until midday. And of course the weather helped- a bright blue sky, evened out by some wispy clouds veiling the sunshine. Lucas was content as he strolled out of the cabin circle, towards the beach. Lucas figured he should have known better than to assume he’d actually get a break. He sighed as he felt someone tap his shoulder incessantly.
He turned around and gave his most withering, ‘What is it?’ To the camper in front of him.