The Beach, Saturday Afternoon

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity was having an absolutely delightful time watching Dominic react to the island. He'd heard of Aeslin mice, of course, though he had not been prepared for the reality of them (no one was prepared for the reality of them). The radio squirrels, the teal dear, and the alot of towels they'd run into on their ramble through the preserve had absolutely floored him.

Now the three of them were spread out on a blanket for a picnic on the beach, so Dominic could continue to people watch. There was Liam's weird space chess set up so they could play and Verity could snark, and the weather was pretty enough to make it just a nice, surprisingly relaxing day.

[For the guys, but open! With the understanding that I am in the woods, so epic SP!]

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[hardchoicesindarkplaces]

"What is that saying?" Dominic wondered. "'Teamwork makes the dream work'?"

Dominic. Dominic no. Why were you like this?

[arboreal_priestess]

"Boo!" Verity crumpled up a napkin and tossed it at Dominic. "Look, you murdered the mood."

[firstofitskind]

"No more desserts for you," Liam declared haughtily.

[hardchoicesindarkplaces]

"Disappointing," Dominic tsked. "But I suppose I shall have to indulge in other ways, instead," he added, a slow smile appearing on his face.

[arboreal_priestess]

"And when I said something like that, everyone immediately started complaining about sex on beaches," Verity sniffed, her hand going to rest on Dominic's thigh.