angelina johnson. (ehjay) wrote in afic, @ 2011-02-21 16:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: adrian pucey, character: angelina johnson, player: stacey, player: steff |
Who: Angelina & Adrian (open to Katie & Alicia)
What: Adrian can't resist pictures of Angelina in her bikini, clearly
Where: Spain!
When: Late afternoon
Rating: TBD
This little vacation idea of Angelina's was pure genius. She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen Katie and Alicia so happy, when she'd been as happy, or when she'd been able to sleep like she was. It was pure freedom here. No one knew who they were, Katie and Alicia's brands looked like friendship tattoos, and the alcohol never stopped. The water was warm, the sun was hot, and the guys were gorgeous. All in all, there was nothing more Angelina could ask for. Except, maybe, improving her surfing skills.
About an hour ago, Angelina had ditched the surfboard and wetsuit. Instead of spending her days tanning, Ang was working on new skills (although, she was completely failing). At the moment, she was walking back towards where the girls were sitting with two drinks. Alicia's loverboy kept bringing her drinks, but conveniently ignored Ang and Katie. Although, Angelina was pretty sure Katie was drinking at least half of Alicia's drinks when the blonde wasn't looking.
A white body caught Angelina's eye on the beach. Most people here were tanned, black, or burnt. Angelina shook her head with a smile; white meant they were either new or wore too much sunscreen. As Ang kept walking, she slowed. She knew that body. This had to be a fucking joke. Adrian Pucey in all his glory was standing on the beach. Her beach. "Pucey," she greeted, an edge to her voice. She wasn't sure if this was a good or bad thing yet.