Lennon Marx (movedthrough) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2016-06-14 10:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 037, chase, kiley, lennon, tobias |
Who: Lennon, Tobias, Chase and Kiley
Where: the guesthouse
When: evening
It was amazing how relaxing it felt to hang out with just the four of them. Lennon had mostly recovered from his hangover after drinking a lot of water and taking painkillers a couple of times, and he was enjoying being here with his friends. They'd had dinner and now it was time for dessert, which happened to be ice cream and what remained of the cake he and Kiley had made earlier in the day. It had turned out reasonably well; of course there wasn't much that couldn't be salvaged with tons of chocolate icing, in his opinion.
He was sitting on the floor with his back braced against one of the couches, bowl of ice cream and cake on his lap, dressed in a soft, loose-fitting t-shirt and shorts which he'd also wear to sleep in. Darkness had fallen outside, and there was something poetic about that when combined with the sound of the ocean that filtered through the windows they'd left open. This would be a fucking awesome place if not for the whole Zenith thing. Okay, no, it was awesome anyway. What in the world was truly ideal?
"So is anyone saving room in your bags for costumes and stuff?" he asked curiously. He didn't really know Edwin, but it was a neat idea.