Day 208 - Friday, July 17th

[papalobo]

[Ash's alarm is going off at seven, which seems entirely too early to Max, drugs worn off enough to wake with the noise, worn off enough to know the meal he prepared last night is still probably good to go with a quick reheat. There really is no reason to get up so early, is there? Unless he has things to do.

Max can't do things. Why would he know if Ash had things to do?]

Comments

[papalobo]

C'mere. I'll just stay on top of you and block the sun the rest of the day.

[jadedlynx]

I could barrow into the sand. It works for crabs.

[papalobo]

I could bury you in the sand. Sounds like good hand therapy.

[jadedlynx]

Or I could bury you. Clawing your way out is probably even better.

[papalobo]

Probably not good to get sand in the cast, though. So I'll bury you.

[jadedlynx]

I'll grab some lotion if it starts to feel hot. I don't get to do this often. There are too many creeps on the beach. Let me enjoy it.

[papalobo]

Only one creep is enough to handle, huh?

[jadedlynx]

[ With a smirk, Ash lays his arms on the ground. ]

Would be a shame if that happened.

[papalobo]

[Chin in hand, he makes no secret of enjoying the view.]

[jadedlynx]

Yeah, it's definitely getting hot now.

[papalobo]

Middle of July, after all.

[jadedlynx]

I'm pretty sure it's because somebody's staring holes in me.

[papalobo]

Y'still look whole to me.

[jadedlynx]

[ Closing his arms, Ash moves closer. ]

What kind of work are you doing right now?

[papalobo]

[Oh. Right. He was going to work. He stares down at his laptop, remembering to begin pulling things up.

Ash is good at warding off less aggressive perverts in such a way, isn't he?]

...Stuff.

[jadedlynx]

We can finish the college registration if 'stuff' can wait.

[ He's close enough to be touching, now. ]

[papalobo]

Fine. Put me to work on that, instead.

[Even if it's a private beach, this is practically public. And he's in the state he is; forcing his thoughts to continue clearing out despite the view, he can head to the college site.]

[jadedlynx]

Didn't you want me going to college, Pops?

[papalobo]

I'm doing it, I'm doing it. Again.

[jadedlynx]

We can get a dorm if that was one of your fantasies.

[ A hand rests on his leg. ]

[papalobo]

When you say that, I imagine you just buying out the dorm building...

[jadedlynx]

You don't strike me as the kind to have a teacher fetish.

[papalobo]

Nope, you're the only one to've had a "hot for teacher" phase between us.

[jadedlynx]

Wasn't really into my teachers.

[ Blanca isn't his teacher anymore. His teachers, unfortunately, were into him, but that's different. ]

[papalobo]

[He's going to let the silence of the beach waves handle that one for him, keepins his mouth tightly shut as he starts on his laptop, pretending not to notice the hand on his leg he can't do anything with anyway.]