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THE boneyard was packed with people by the time the sun was starting to go down. Clara enjoyed parties at the boneyard because it seemed like the one time that everyone on the island got along. Even if it was for just a short period of time.
Clara chatted with a few Tourons, drinking from her third cup of beer. She toyed with her necklace as she listened to them talk about how their vacations were going. She walked away as she finished the last of her beer, telling them she would be back in a minute. The sand crunched under shoes as she moved over to where John B and JJ stood, filling up cups from the keg.
"Hey, Clara. Back for another drink already?" JJ asked, raising a brow with a grin on his lips.
"These Tourons are boring as fuck," She muttered, looking over her shoulder to the group she had just left. "I'm gonna start a fire. Can you help me?" Clara asked JJ with a smile as she took her now full cup from his hands. He nodded and helped her find twigs to start the fire.
Once they gathered everything, Clara dug a somewhat deep hole in the sand and they pushed the twigs down in the sand. Clara poured her beer on the sticks, before JJ grabbed his lighter.
He flicked it a few times before a flame caught and he brought it to the branch. One caught fire, and it spread to the other sticks and they had a bonfire. JJ whooped as he moved some of the driftwood over near the fire to act as benches so people could sit down.
People poured in to circle around the fire as the sun started to go down, the temperature starting to drop. Clara had moved away from the bonfire, chatting with a Touron named Khalil.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She looked up at him a smile, snaking her arm around the back of his neck, leaning up to kiss him. She rested her other arm on his shoulder, holding her hand out with her beer.
They kissed for a moment before he pulled away exhaling softly against her lips, pressing another kiss to her lips. She smiled against his lips as his hand traveled up to the back of her neck, pulling her even closer to him.
Clara pulled back, unwrapping her arms from him, and he did the same. She grinned before she pushed at his shoulder before shoving her cup in his hands. "Tag," She declared with a drunken giggle, running away from him.
He hesitated a moment before dropping cup on the ground and running after with a small laugh escaping his lips.
Clara looked over her shoulder with a string of giggles leaving her mouth, her hair floating in the wind behind her. Khalil was catching up to her, and her heart pumped loudly in her chest.
Before she knew it water was rushing up on her toes —she had discarded her shoes somewhere earlier— and meeting her ankles. She stopped in the water, turning around to see Khalil stood at the shoreline, not daring to step in the water.
