Dahlia grumbled and set her new copy of Game of Thrones in annoyance. It wasn’t as worn in as her old copy and it bugged her, she hated breaking in new books it was one of the many reasons why she reread a lot of the books she owned. She lay back on her towel, adjusting her aviator glasses on her face before taking a quick glance over at Ghost who was laying on a towel of his own, chewing on a bone. She smiled softly and let her eyes drift shut as she sunbathed. She was drifting in and out of a sun induced doze when she felt Ghost sit up and his tail start to wag. Figuring it was one of her friends that got him excited she sat up slowly with a small yawn, brushing some hair that had escaped her messy bun out of her face before she adjusted her bathing suit top, speaking up as she did so. “So you decided I was right and it was a good day to sunbathe?” Then she looked up and realized who it was. “Oh,” she felt her face start to turn red and she was glad the sunglasses covered her wide, slightly frightened eyes, “What are you doing here?”
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