Snippet #2667708

"I am not third wheeling! Call me when you get lost."

Elisa dissolved into a fit of giggles as Leon walked away and turned to Beck. "I'm not sure that was the right choice for him. I won't complain though." She said through her smiles, draping her arms on Beck's shoulders and looking up at him. She looked into his eyes, trying to memorize every line of color within them and wondering how she managed to snag him when she was such a mess. Then again, he was a bit of a mess himself, so maybe that was why they had come together. Their entire relationship was a storm that never seemed to end. Perhaps they were masochistic in that way, combining their chaos in a way that the both of them couldn't possibly end on their own.

"Where do you wanna go? I'll do anything you want to do! Anything to see you smile..."

"You make me smile." She was cut off towards the end by his kiss, which she moved to deepen, with her hand laid gently on his neck. Elisa's mood was so far changed from when she was home, that it even she felt a bit strange. The dark cloud that constantly lingered over her had lessened here and while her problems were obviously still there, she could forget them for a minute. Her mom wasn't here to remind her how much she had failed, Malachai was again - though temporarily - a distant memory, and because of that it was like she was coming up for air after drowning for so long.

"We could just walk, or there's a place down the way were you can open an oyster and get a pearl. It's kind of gross and kind of fun too, they turn them into necklaces for you. Or there's all the pier games and there's some surf shops too. If you want a wet suit to go surfing in. Or check out skimboards, that's always fun." Elisa said, continuously listing off things they could do though not making a decision herself.

"You're the one who's never been here. What do you wanna do?" She chirped happily.

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"Swimwear eh? You'd think I'd be overjoyed but why do I feel less than delighted?"

"Probably because you've seen us both naked. Why would you wanna see us in a bathing suit?" Rebecca smarted off without thinking, a cheeky grin on her face. She knew she was probably pushing her limit, but she couldn't resist what he had so easily walked into. Still, she didn't make eye contact with him as she sifted through suit after suit, throwing the ones she wished to try on over her shoulder and occasionally tossing one to Millie that she thought would look good on the red head.

She took out one that was, in theory, a one piece but it was little more than strategically placed black straps with thicker patches of fabric to cover the important areas. "Do you think all the frumpy moms on the beach would be pissed if they saw me in this?" Bex asked, holding it up to herself and looking at Millie, clearly amused at the idea. "Should I try it on?"

It wasn't much skimpier from anything else Rebecca had to try on, in fact the more skin she thought would show the more she was drawn to it. If it were allowed she would go naked, but that wasn't allowed at this beach.