"Oh yuck, they don't sound appetizing at all. Right, I kind of figured that this would not be comfy when it is dry, not the most comfy when it is wet either." Layla said warmly, standing then, her face fell slightly.
"Oh gosh! Your board." Scanning the beach for a few moments, looking for the board Sharon loaned her, Layla ran after it, picked it up, then carried it up the beach.
"Right, I would have felt terrible. I'ma gonna go put on my skirt and tank top, meet you here in five?" Layla asked, picking up her gear. She wanted to put her stuff away and take a few minutes alone to think about what happened.