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Harley looked to Raven's bottle that she lifted in gesture. "Who said I wasn't feeling festive?"
She chuckled and rose her hands in surrender. “My mistake. That's one festive activity checked. I also saw you dancing, playing spin the bottle, have a drinking competition with Elias here.” Harley reached a hand around and clapped the son of Ares on the shoulder with a grin. “You two are so rowdy and festive. Real party goers.” Of course Harley didn't really care how they expressed themselves at a party, that was up to them.
She poked her pal's side before the human traffic started moving away from the beach.
“Well that was possibly the shortest game and party known to men,” she commented. They couldn't all be energetic, upbeat souls. But it was probably best to call it quits before the drama unraveled and spoiled any good spirits. “Now, I best be off before any drunks misplace an item and point the finger in the easiest direction.” Harley tapped her own chest then yawned. She looked to Seung-min who had joined the circle not that long ago, the poor soul. At the same time she laughed. She could imagine her little half bro to be quite disappointed at the turn of events.
“See you beauts another day,” she said with a small wave and made her way to her cabin.
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The sun seemed to glare into Harley's eyes and she squinted and rolled her head into the pillow to fight the blinding light. She groaned and threw off her covers as her mind was awake now. She got changed into some lounge clothes and headed to the hall in hopes for some breakfast. Unlike some Harley didn't stock something as simple and essential as food in her cabin.
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She had to admit, it was a bit chilly with a nip in the air but there were worse things to endure than the cold. Plus, it was game over the moment the water hit her hips. Trinity dived under the water instead so her bodies thermostat was the same. She played there for a while, long enough apparently that most of the party had dispersed except for the odd stragglers when she returned. Trinity flicked her hair back and smiled because no matter what, she did feel better for it.
A few steps up the beach and that moment of happiness was gone. Trinity turned rigid and her eyes wide. She looked around her, her head whipping from one side to the other. Her clothes weren't where they were originally and they weren't up the beach. “Where…” Her jaw set and she closed her eyes. That's what she got for trusting a bored Harley.
She walked back to her cabin with her arms crossed clutching her biceps. Once she was in the safe zone, she pursed her lips eyeing her sound system. A solo party in her bathers seemed pretty unconventional. Great idea.
Trinity stirred and rolled to her opposite side. Beginning the day at this hour felt like too much, probably due to the excessive drinking and late night. Her speakers still carried out her type of music. At least she could get up with a little motivation then. Another thought passed her mind and she threw off her covers and headed for the shower. She smelt like the beach and while that wasn't considered a bad smell in her books, the sand in her hair and company might have thought otherwise.
She promptly got changed, brushed her hair throwing it into a high ponytail, grit her teeth in the mirror and settled for a breath freshener opposed to brushing them seeing as she hadn't had breakfast yet and didn't want to spoil the most important meal of the day with toothpaste. Once satisfied, Trinity headed to Ken Dolls cabin.
It took a little longer than she liked, being slightly thrown off with all the new cabins and newly preoccupied ones, but eventually she found it again. Trinity knocked on Wes's cabin door. She had finally got him to agree to an arm wrestle, granted, a time wasn't specified and probably wasn't intended as first thing in the morning but Trinity was too excited. Kinda like Santa back in the day. Besides, she didn't ambush Wes at his cabin nearly as much as he did hers. And she thought the loss would be easier to bear in familiar, comfortable and safe territory. Trinity smirked to herself, moments away from laughing. If she sprouted such words to him, she could already see Wes smiling and making some witty retort. Then, her heart plummeted. What if he wasn't happy to see her? What if he was upset with her for joining spin the bottle and kissing the two individuals she had. Trinity started shuffling away from the door. This was a bad idea, waking Wes from beauty sleep when he could already be in a mood with her. “Shit,” she whispered to herself.