Terrence surfaced with a wide grin on his face, running a hand through his hair and over his face to get the water off before he opened his eyes. The water was cold, and the salt of it stung like a bitch, which woke him up and made him feel more alive than anything caffeinated ever could.
"This is brilliant," he said honestly, not caring that his jeans were getting soaked. He could dry them off easily when he went back to the shore for his wand, anyway. He stayed where he was, the water reaching his chin whenever the waves came in and going down slightly below his shoulders when they went out again. "Perfect place for a party."