(Y/HC) = your hair color, totally doesn't have to be natural
(Y/1stFC) = your first favorite color
(Y/2ndFC) = your second favorite color
(Y/EC) = your eye color
(BSF/1stFC) = your best friend's first favorite color
(Y/HC) hair dripping with ocean water and surfboard tucked under my arm, I wade through the waves and back into shore. I set the (Y/1stFC) and (Y/2ndFC) surfboard down in the coarse sand and sit atop it, drying my face with my (Y/1stFC) towel. I reach for my water bottle and take a sip of the ice-cold liquid. "Hey (Y/NN)," a familiar voice says from behind me as I turn to face them.
"Hey," I respond to (BSF/N) as they tug me to my feet.
"That was a pretty gnarly wave there, kid." (BSF/N) and I begin our secret handshake.
Before you ask, (BSF/N) isn't my actual sibling, they just act like it. Oh, by the way, our secret handshake consists of me hitting the top of (BSF/N)'s fist with the bottom of mine and vice versa before we end it with a fist bump we blow up. It's not complex, but it's special to both of us.
"Nah, it wasn't that big, maybe eight feet. Definitely not the largest wave I've ever shredded." I end my sentences with a small smile.
"Gnarly. So, anyways, I dropped by to check if you're still gonna come over after this." (BSF/N) smiles back at me.
"Yea, I'm just gonna hit like two more waves and then I'll be over after I shower off and change."
"Good, because I have something I want to show you."
"Yea, I'll see ya then."
"All right, kid, don't break anything while I'm gone."
I laugh at his comment as I nod and blow a strand of (Y/HC) out of my (Y/EC) eyes. Although my (Y/2ndFC) wetsuit is positively still dripping with saltwater, (BSF/N) pulls me in for a hug. In the process of doing so, I completely soaked their (BSF/1stFC) t-shirt all the way through. "(BSF/N), why did you do that? Now you're soaked." I pout, knowing what happens next.
"Better?" (BSF/N) asks me, removing their t-shirt.
"Ah! I'm blind!" I shout in a teasing manner.
Now don't get me wrong, (BSF/N) is good looking. And as we all know, most people love good looking people. However, I am not like most people and I've known (BSF/N) my entire life. Therefore, I do not think of them that way and I will consistently tease them because why not?
"Yeah, yeah, kid, you know you like it." (BSF/N) pinches my cheek.
I swat their hand away and punch them in the bicep. "Brat."
"Aw, come on, you know you love me."
I stick my tongue out at them and shove them away from me. "I'll see ya later, (BSF/NN)."
"Buh-bye, (Y/NN)."
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