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With an exasperated sigh, I twist the keys in my car, feeling the slight rumbling come to a stop before opening the door and stepping out, my short blue board shorts stretching around my hips. My eyes narrow at the group of people off to the side, a light smirk tugging at my lips as I notice their attention before brushing off their gazes, resuming my usual stoic demeanor.
Taking out my bag from the backseat, I lock my car and walk toward the beach, regretting my decision to come here as soon as the sand squeezes through my toes. I look around lazily, planning to just text Axel that I couldn't find him after leaving, but I freeze, my eyes drawing over to your form on the blanket.
"Oh, I guess that was the 'surprise' he mentioned..." Thinning my lips, I take long, quick strides in your direction, silently looking down when you turn your head up at me. My eyes bore into yours, a brow raised in question to your presence before my phone buzzes in my hand. With a heavy sigh, I lift the phone and swipe through it, my gaze narrowing as they run over the text.
*Soz, Marq. Getting laid. Take you home when you're done, yeah? It might be worth it! ;-)*
Rolling my eyes at the message, I take a glance over the image your brother also sent, an image of his dick inside of his newest hook-up, making me grind my teeth at how annoyingly frivolous he is. I close my eyes, slightly deflating before turning to you with a monotone voice, "Your brother's not coming. What do you want to do."
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