Isla
Shuffling to sit more comfortably in the sand now that they've divided up their spoils and ensured they have plenty of leftovers, Isla smirks across at Sunjata around another bite of rice. "Believe me when I say it's a strange problem not to have any more," she says after swallowing; having gone from needing a parasol in the sun to being able to sprawl on the superheated sand in absurd comfort... it's certainly a change.
It is good, and Isla falls into companionable silence to enjoy their meal, trying not to seem too impressed at their ability to dig a hole in the sand and throw some herbs and lemon on a fish. "And I very much appreciate it," she adds in reference to their little secret, the Remedy leaving little more than an empty rice container and some fishbones by the time they're done.
After a little longer relaxing on the beach, it isn't long before the two take to strolling the coastline again (or the shallows, in Sunjata's case), and it's not until she spots the now-infamous beach party that she speaks up again.
The rest is history.
~FIN
It is good, and Isla falls into companionable silence to enjoy their meal, trying not to seem too impressed at their ability to dig a hole in the sand and throw some herbs and lemon on a fish. "And I very much appreciate it," she adds in reference to their little secret, the Remedy leaving little more than an empty rice container and some fishbones by the time they're done.
After a little longer relaxing on the beach, it isn't long before the two take to strolling the coastline again (or the shallows, in Sunjata's case), and it's not until she spots the now-infamous beach party that she speaks up again.
The rest is history.
~FIN
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
