"Typhoon Lagoon or Blizzard Beach?" Ophelia asked. She was stood in the centre of the sitting room - simple yellow bikini covered with a largely oversized, sheer, white shirt that acted as a dress, a large sun hat and a pair of white sandals - with her hands on her hips. She surveyed the others patiently, waiting for an answer.
"Why not both?" Darryl suggested with a shrug, he was wearing a pair of black swim shorts with a red stripe down each side, a black tee shirt and black flip flops. "We can do one, stop for lunch between them, and then do the other." He continued, hands gesturing along in explanation.
There were a fair few hums of agreement and Ophelia nodded. "Nice, we'll do both then. Which one first?" She asked. Clay, clad in green shorts, a white shirt, a pair of sunglasses and black sandals, picked up the map from the coffee table.
"I think Blizzard Beach is further so why not there first? Then we don't have to walk as far on the way back." He suggested, looking around the group for approval. He was met with another round of positive sounding hums.
"Alright. Blizzard Beach, stop for food somewhere between, and then Typhoon Lagoon?" Nick, dressed in bright red shorts, a black shirt and black sandals, asked in order to confirm and received nods in return. "If everyone's ready then let's go." He set off, picking up his keys and leading the way out.
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Ophelia wasn't a simp by any means of the word, she prided herself on that fact. But seeing Keres in a high waisted white bikini, shyly asking Ophelia to help her with her sunscreen, now that was a whole different matter. A whole different matter that made Ophelia choke and stutter and flush before agreeing in a high pitched squeak.
She wasn't alone, luckily, as Zak - wearing a pair of pale blue shorts - whined his way into Darryl's hands; Nick massaged over Vincent's - who had a pair of simple gray shorts - shoulders and down his back with increasingly cheesy and flirty quips; Clay teased George - swim shorts a pale blue with red stripes down each side - for his pale complexion while softly, warmly, spreading the lotion over his skin.
