Who: Chloe/Demeter and Victor/Apollo
What: Beaching it
Where: Glyfada Beach
When: Late morning, early afternoon
Rating: [tbd]
Status: Incomplete
It was 16km to Glyfada beach from the center of Athens, but once Chloe was there, she swore she'd stumbled across the path to paradise. Being late in the season, few tourists crowded the sand, giving the little blonde more than enough room to stretch her bikini-clad self out. The sun and surf were almost enough to make her miss home, miss LA... almost. With a cold beer in hand and the latest Cosmo nearby, she was all but convinced nothing could make her getaway any better. Except for maybe if her Blackberry exploded.
Charlie had called three times while she made the trip; her aide too busy to join her which was most definitely
his loss. Ah well. Maybe, just maybe, she could claim the sea had stolen her phone. Of course, as Chloe had no intention of actually
swimming - in a pool, yes; the ocean, not a chance on God's green Earth! - and Charlie was quite aware of that fact, her chances were slim to none. She'd just have to come up with a better excuse later for why she didn't answer any of his calls. For now, she'd much rather soak in the sun, forsaking man's inventions. Well, most of them. The alcohol could escape exile. The fashion magazine as well. Because, really, a girl had to keep herself entertained somehow!
![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}