Chillin' the beach

[Kitty]

"Hm? Oh. She's fine," Chris answered, continuing to fan Becca. "She just tends to get lost in thought. Ever since our parents died about six years ago, Becca's had a hard time...They actually were killed because of a terrible storm while they were on vacation at another beach." he explained with a shrug. "No biggie. I've gotten over it, but Becca's had a really hard time. Don't mind her. This can happen while we come to a beach."

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Becca slowly rose into a sitting position. She sat her chin on her knees after she had brought her knees to her chest. "Man...I hate that..." she muttered, biting her lower lip, and closing her eyes. It was as if she was going to cry, but no one was for sure.

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[MJ]

^{Sammy slowly bent over and then stopped himself. He wanted to lean over and comfort her a little, but it seemed that she would be okay. "So, what do you like to do in your freetime?"}

[Kitty]

"I personally like to draw or skate. Skateboarding or just regular skating; it doesn't really matter. It's kinda the same, if you think about it." Becca explained, looking out into the sea.

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Chris was clearly in much thought. "Drawling's always been fun...But I hate sports." he finally replied with a shrug.

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