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[friggin_gift]

He is sitting on the beach, staring out at the ocean. He is trying to distract himself somehow. It's not working. He keeps thinking about her.

He pulls his knees tighter to his chest.

Fuck.

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[agreathunter]

John has been relaxing on the beach for today. He hadn't seen Boone in a while, and he tired of hunting and working alone. Scanning the beach, he notices Boone sitting a little ways ahead of him. He stands up and walks forward, a curious expression on his face.

"Boone?"

[friggin_gift]

The voice snaps him out of his trance. He looks up. "Locke?"

[agreathunter]

"Is there a problem, Boone?"

He knows there is. But it's nice to ask sometimes.

[friggin_gift]

He thinks about telling him, but decides against it. He doesn't feel like getting hit in the back of the head again. "No," he shakes his head, "I'm fine."