Thread: Sharing is Cari-- Getting High WHO: Brendan and Van WHEN: After THIS convo WHERE: The Cliffs
The wind off the ocean made Van's thick dark hair twist and tangle like the wild mane of his legendary form. The chill of changing seasons didn't bother the Kelpie. He wore short sleeves and black skinny jeans with one of the knees blown out. He was perched on a giant boulder with his ankles crossed, arms resting on his bent knees, and looking out into the ocean as the sun got lower in the sky behind them.
Being from South Florida, Van had seen sunsets and sunrises from both coasts - Atlantic and Gulf - and he missed those hot steamy nights. Maine's coastline was very different than Florida's, but the ocean was still beautiful. Van was partial to waterscapes anyway, being a water horse.
He glanced at his companion, the tall and broad blonde Dutch boy who was currently hogging the blunt. "Hey, pass it." Van held his hand out and beckoned with his fingers.