Let's Go To the Beach-each, Let's Go Get Away.
Lovino rummaged through his bag for about the third time in the last ten minutes, checking and then double-checking that he had everything he needed. This was technically only his second date with Antonio, and by no means was he going to allow it to be ruined because he forgot his beach towel or something! He was not risking having to drive all the way back home and entirely ruining whatever romance was potentially going to happen, because he was really good at doing just that.
He shook his head, setting his bag nearly filled to the brim with his things aside, snatching his swimsuit and a plain white T-shirt. It probably was a better idea to change here, so he might as well while he awaited Antonio's arrival. He should be coming along anyway, so some time needed to be killed.
