Day One: Hanging out on the Beach Who: Chase Stein [Open] When: 8am – First Day Where: Tortuga Beach
Chase bend forwards from his position on the sand and quickly undid his boots and pulled them off. Setting them to the side he wiggled his toes in the sand while he pulled his shirt off. He'd probably have to find someplace to wash it later, but for now it could rest in the sand over his pack, book, and boots.
Chase moved slightly and kneeled in the sand and moved his hands to cup some of it and move it towards him. His face broke into a small smile as he set to work, he hadn't taken the time to build a sand castle since he was very little. He just never got the chance to after a certain age. Other things got in the way. First there were girls, then his rebellious nature against his parents. He remembered a point where he had gone goth for all of four hours, but hated the way he looked in black. But after all that, he had runaway.
He looked out towards the horizon and frowned. He was still running wasn't he? Even in this new world, his far off time, he still was running away from things. He wished he knew what he was running from this time though.
He shook off the angsty emotions and focused on the sand in front of him.