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[bearshermark]

Okay but what if beach party


edit: like at sundown, bonfire style
edit 2: rockaway beach
edit 3: may 31st? weather permitting

Comments

[hardtoignore]

My lily-white butt is too delicate for hours in the sun.

[bearshermark]

Well, I'm thinking more of a night-time bonfire type deal myself. What do you think?

[hardtoignore]

Ooooh! That actually sounds really nice! I'd absolutely be up for that!

Cheddar would probably like playing in the sand, too.

[bearshermark]

Cool! Yeah we could bring like hot dogs and marshmallows and stuff. Give Cheddar more people to get attention from.

[hardtoignore]

Oooh, smores! Let's do smores!

[bearshermark]

For sure! Rockaway Beach maybe?

[hardtoignore]

Anyone is fine with me. I actually haven't been to the beach like... ever.

[bearshermark]

Oh my god please tell me you aren't serious. Literally ever?

[hardtoignore]

I think the last time I went was when I was nine. Short Sands Beach in Maine.

Jeez, now I want salt water taffy.

[bearshermark]

phew almost had to do something drastic. But yeah, it'd be fun if we got some of the Different together, I think.

[hardtoignore]

Oh jeez, what sort of drastic were you thinking before?

Tell me about it! It would definitely be better than having to see each other at counseling.

[bearshermark]

That I'd have to drag you there asap and show you. But you're saved.

And yeah, I'm sure it would be a lot more fun than the support group thing.

[hardtoignore]

Well, not that I would mind a little distraction. We could take Cheddar for a walk, but I guess if you don't want to...

[bearshermark]

Well hey, if you want to go, we could scope out a good spot.

[hardtoignore]

Twist my arm about it, why don't ya?

Want to go tomorrow?

[bearshermark]

You doing anything right now?

[hardtoignore]

[It's a few minutes before Clarence responds.]

Sorry! Wanted to make sure Phil knew I wasn't going to be back for dinner. Where should I meet you?

[bearshermark]

Oh, well I mean, I don't want to take you away from dinner. We can go tomorrow if that works better.

[hardtoignore]

Don't worry about it. I got some extra cash; we can stop by some hole in the wall before we head back. Get some of the good gyros and hummus.

[bearshermark]

If you're sure, I think it'd be faster if we just met at the beach?

[hardtoignore]

Fair enough. I'm gonna pack up some stuff for Cheddar and head out in a minute.

See you soon!

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[bearshermark]

[It's a nice night and he needs to get out, so it's nice that Clarence agrees to go with him. It's a little cooler on the shore, but he's brought a jacket and there's just something irresistibly invigorating about a quiet beach at night with nothing but the waves rolling in. An oddly comforting sense of being alone that makes his thoughts wander in a fluid way they'd never be in his room at home.

Elliott turns his back on the ocean with a soft, happy sigh and keeps an eye out for a familiar shadow against the lamplight.]

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[hardtoignore]

[Clarence is lucky that Cheddar is docile (or lazy) enough to allow himself to be carried wherever he wants to go, or else taking him outside would be too much of a hassle. But his cat was well-trained from before he was put up for adoption in the pet shop, so Clarence thanked his lucky stars.]

[Hurrying along with a large cat in his arms was a bit tiring, but it was worth it. Soon enough, he was racing along the walkway leading to the beach at large, catching a second wind upon seeing his friend looking his way. He smiled.]

Hey! Sorry for the wait! This lazy butt has to be hauled around like a medieval princess.

[bearshermark]

[He grins with a wave, then tucks it back into his jacket. Not expecting to run into much of anyone this late at the beach, he ditched his usual gloves and figured the dark would be cover enough as long as it didn't start glowing]

No problem. And hey, free strength training.

[He gives Cheddar an affectionate scritch]

I just needed to get out of the house I think, so thanks for coming with me.

[hardtoignore]

[Clarence rolls his eyes, shifting his weight to handle Cheddar pressing up against Elliott's hand. Once the cat had his fill, he placed Cheddar down and clipped the lead to his harness, then Clarence straightened, resettling the light backpack over his shoulder.]

C'mon. Let's walk a bit.

[As they made their way down into the sand, he glanced sideways at his friend.]

Is there some reason you're so in need to get out? Seasonal depression hitting already?