Nice flex, but I don't fuck with all the vanity
Pink tables are in, pass it on.
Dressed in shades of tan and black, Ever crosses his arms over his shirt and gives his friend's challenge an appropriate amount of consideration. "Well, if we do it too near the beach, the tide could wash it away. I don't know much about the tide patterns here, but I"m sure we could get a book on it...?" Not sounding at all hopeful—there was no way Mateo would put off his plans that long—the boy glances over his shoulder toward the treeline. "Then again, we don't really have the tools to build something." He points out, before shrugging his shoulders.
"Maybe Paige will know." Know about the tides, know about tools, know about some already-built secret-hide-out that they could just help themselves too like a bunch of hermit crabs.
Dressed in shades of tan and black, Ever crosses his arms over his shirt and gives his friend's challenge an appropriate amount of consideration. "Well, if we do it too near the beach, the tide could wash it away. I don't know much about the tide patterns here, but I"m sure we could get a book on it...?" Not sounding at all hopeful—there was no way Mateo would put off his plans that long—the boy glances over his shoulder toward the treeline. "Then again, we don't really have the tools to build something." He points out, before shrugging his shoulders.
"Maybe Paige will know." Know about the tides, know about tools, know about some already-built secret-hide-out that they could just help themselves too like a bunch of hermit crabs.
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