|Kytana Rogers (underpressurexx) wrote in spinningcompass,|
@ 2015-08-31 15:29:00
|Entry tags:||!closed, ~james bond, ~kytana rogers|
Who: Kytana & Bond
After saying goodbye to Cristiano, who seemed happy with the land he found to start building on, Kytana had decided to continue her swim. She swam for about an hour before beaching herself on the white sand to bask in the sun before winter came and it was too late. She fiddled on her phone, sent a few text messages, and then lay there like it was just another day. Her hair had faded chalk coloring from the water and mostly was speckled with sand as it quickly dried to its usual bright blonde shade. Her fin flicked as if she were bobbing her feet at the ankles, eyes closed, topless. Her bikini top, which came in a plethora of colorful stripes, lay sandy to her right with her phone, bag, and a bottle of fresh water half drank.