Who: Shay & Warren Peace Where: Big kitchen (busy place innit?) When: Evening before the overheating thing is over. What: Crazy random happenstance! Warnings: Not likely, unless someone pisses her off.
Shay had done it, she'd decided to go topless. Not completely, of course, she wasn't stupid, but a sports bra and a pair of shorts. Of course, since she was inside (since it really was worse outside) and her board was still charging up on the roof, she had no reason to wear her crash bracelets, which in turn meant that the rows of straight white scars up her arms were visible for once.
Her hair was pulled back and held up off of her neck with an improvised combination of rubberbands and pencils, it was a kludge, but it worked well enough for her.
Right at that particular moment she was following the directions on the kool-aid packets, because the prospect of having something radioactively blue to drink sounded like a fun and entertaining diversion to the heat. Even she was sweating, if only barely, and Pretties didn't sweat.