Abby's been sitting near the bonfire and staring into it in moody silence for quite a while. She's been nursing a glass of barely-touched red wine for even longer but now she brings it to her lips to finish it off in one go, smacking her lips, nose wrinkling. Then, she starts to unlace her boots. "I'm going in."
To the ocean, that is. It is very decidedly nighttime and it has become chilly now that the sun has gone down, but still Abby stands, shrugging off her vest, folding it over her arm. "Dare you to come with me."
campfire
Abby's been sitting near the bonfire and staring into it in moody silence for quite a while. She's been nursing a glass of barely-touched red wine for even longer but now she brings it to her lips to finish it off in one go, smacking her lips, nose wrinkling. Then, she starts to unlace her boots. "I'm going in."
To the ocean, that is. It is very decidedly nighttime and it has become chilly now that the sun has gone down, but still Abby stands, shrugging off her vest, folding it over her arm. "Dare you to come with me."