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𝘏𝘌𝘕𝘚𝘓𝘌𝘠 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙𝘚
"𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓" I flick the card over revealing a 7 of clubs, "Fuck" "All 9's are already down silly goose" she flips me off before grabbing the card pile in front of her and arranging it neatly. "You know what I give up, I already lost anyways," I chuckle at her statement, "Do you wanna go for a little exploring and then we can come back at like 3?" she raises an eyebrow at me, "Why so early?" "The furniture guys are coming at like 4 to deliver and assemble everything" she nods and tells me she's heading into her room to get dressed. Grabbing a glass of water, I sip on it while heading. I grab a white crop top matching it with a pair of faded black loose jeans and a studded belt. Waking over to my shoe drawer I grab my old pair of black converse and walk out into the kitchen. "Rhea you ready?" she walks out wearing a pair of peachy colored cargo pants and a black crop top with her black vans. "Yea, cmon" "Hold up, lemme grab our skateboards real quick" I run to the storage cupboard and pull our both our skateboards before making my way back to the kitchen to grab my phone with the car keys and go out the door with rhea right behind me
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𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄 is one of the most euphoric feelings you could experience , the salty smell of the ocean water flowing through my nose and into my veins, the sea breeze blowing through my tangled hair, the way the skateboards wheels roll so smoothly on the light brown paving underneath me. The feeling captivates me, wrapping me up in all its excitement and adrenaline. Swerving from side to side, doing an ollie over objects sticking up from the ground, kick flips, the excitement pulses through my veins and boosts my body.
"𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁 a hotdog and just sir down on these benches down here" my gaze follows to where rheas finger is pointing to, the wooden benches situated just a few meters before the shore. "Those look cool, you wanna go to Carl's hotdogs? Or that other vendor?" "The Carl's hotdogs sounds fine to me" walking over to the queue to get a hotdog, my eyes skim across the area infromt of me, the way people sit with their families, all smiles and laughter, cherishjng their moments together, the way the waves swiftly pick up before they crash down, the suffers riding these waves with such ease, the little kids building sandcastles, probably imagining a fictional world in their head, all their plans to live in a castle,rhe little model infront of them as their home,the skaters and bikers sterling clesrnif people on their jogs, walikg in different areas, the way the sun glistens over the crystal blue ocean, it's rays coating the earth layering over a cost of heat. Looking back infront of me, I realize that were now one away from the front of the large metal cart, it's yellow awning above us creating a form of shade to protect us from the sun's beaming rays. "NEXT!" Rhea and I step forward and take a quick look upon the menu, "Hi ladies, what can I get for you?" I nudge rheas side, "I'll have a medium hotdog meal please?" the man nods, "Of course honeybunch" he turns to me and asks me if I would like anything, "Just a small hotdog and medium fries with a coke please?" once again he nods and asks rhea what soda she would like with her meal before turning around and starting the preparation of our meals.
