[Event] Labor Day at the Beach!

[croik]

It's Saturday, August 30th, the weekend of Labor Day. People are out in droves to enjoy the unofficial last day of the summer, especially at Undertoe Beach, a sandy park with rolling waves and plenty of snack stands. A few beach volleyball games are already in session, while others are content to lounge in the sun. Happy Labor Day![[ooc - This

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[compromisedwin]

*sets down her towel-- it's a white one, actually-- and sits carefully down upon it, clasping her hands together. She squints in the light and looks across the expanse of sand again, surveying the other people present*

So... this is... all we do...?

*her eyes lock upon a particularly good-looking male specimen as he struts across the beach, some feet away*

[acehighmarshall]

*breaking into a smooth grin*

Hey, howdy there, cousin! You seen where my lady friend went by any chance?

[lunar_skye]

*glares at him before glancing over to the two girls in front of him*

[compromisedwin]

...Hello...

You're... Mister Marshall's cousin...?

[acehighmarshall]

Lana! *smiles at her a tad nervously* This here's Viola Cadaverini. We shot the breeze a lil' on the innernet.

[lunar_skye]

I know who she is, Jake.

*steps closer to the cowboy, her arm wrapping around him all the more securely-- possessively*

It's nice to finally meet your acquaintance, Ms. Cadaverini-- I'm Lana Skye. And no, I'm not his cousin; I'm currently dating Mr. Marshall.

[acehighmarshall]

......

[compromisedwin]

Hee... Hee... Hee...

...I see.

*glances up to Jake*

Care to... explain this... Mister Marshall...?

[acehighmarshall]

*finishes gulping down his water and takes the bottle out of his mouth with an exaggerated exhale of air before flashing Viola his best smile*

Ah, you must've misheard! Lana here's my cuzzlin' -- term of endearment, back from the old days. *chuckles* You'll have to pardon my mouth... Some o' the things that come outta here all sounds like burrow milk to you folks, I'm sure! Don't mean to dish nothin'. Can you forgive a cowboy for talkin' like one, even when he don't got his pants on?

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[compromisedwin]

......

I don't know... I don't forgive or forget very easily...

[compromisedwin]

But... very well. Because you're not wearing pants...

Hee... Hee...

[lunar_skye]

...Have a good day, Ms. Cadaverini. *glances to April* Miss.

*steers Jake around, and walks off with him at a casual but brisk pace*

[aprilshowersx3]

*Watches them leave, though, honestly, her gaze is more so centered on the cowboy than his girlfriend. When they disappear from her sight, she lets out a low whistle*

Wow. Who was he?

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[compromisedwin]

*her eyes are fixed on his leaving form as well*

...Someone I met on the internet...

He... already has someone, though...

*glances down at her hands*

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[compromisedwin]

It's very difficult to find someone like that... isn't it...?

[aprilshowersx3]

*blinks*

Yeah, I guess so. Hot guys like that don't come by every day, y'know?