Come on down and visit (or stay!) in the EroFights Beach House, where the amenities are world-class and the hijinks lewd!
Winston reclined in a beach chair, letting the sound of the waves wash over him for a while before walking back to the newly reopened EroFights Beach House, giving the common room, restaurant, and various other amenities a final check.
Sighing contentedly and knowing that he'll be as ready as he'll ever be, he flipped the sign at the door from 'Sorry we are CLOSED' to 'Welcome, we are OPEN!', and then made his way to the front desk, eager to see who'll walk through those doors…
walks on sand and looks at the sky, crying
I don't like sand. It's course and rough and irritating. And it gets everywhere.
Pastes a photo of Alya with 'NO STAR WARS PREQUEL MEMES PAST THIS POINT' at the door.
(omg, you didn't even post it properly as an image x_x)
Walks in, looking at the sign, then turning away from it, looking around "Hello there!"
with the beach house finally re-opened, now was a good time as any to go out and have some fun in the sun. Pushing through the front doors in a skimpy blue bikini top, a white and pink striped towel around my waist, and a pair of black sunglasses on my face, I take a slow stroll up to the front counter and the person working at it. “Excuse me, could you point me to the direction of the bar? I could use a drink.”
Seeing Destiny walk in, I eye her tiny bikini, then follow her to the bar, leaning against it almost beside her, shooting a look her way "Looking for a drink too? Any suggestions on what I should try?"
I raise an eyebrow at the man leaning beside me on the bar, but I just shake my head and take a seat on the stool next to him, the towel riding up showing off more of my bare leg. "For me personally, I'm always a sucker for a Bellini. As for you, go with whatever catches your eye."
Raising my hands to my face, I lift my sunglasses off my face and on-top of my head, shifting my body so I can get a better glance at the newcomer who's joined me. "The name's Destiny, and you are…?"
Well, there's certainly one thing catching my eye at the moment, but I doubt that's what you're talking about. I sit down beside you, meeting your gaze with a warm grin
"Felix, pleasure to meet you Destiny, been out here at the coast long?"
I carefully extend my hand out, gently shaking your own as a bartender sets my Bellini beside me. With my free hand, I take a quick drink, a happy sigh leaving my lips, as I look back over to you and answer your question. "Likewise. I've been here for a little bit, took a break from the city on this wonderful day. What about yourself?"
I shake your hand, my grip firm, but careful. I glance over as the bartender sets down your drink, watching you lift it to your soft lips "Oh nice, I just got here this afternoon, so still getting used to the place, any chance I could get a tour?"
"I suppose I can give you a tour, though to be honest I'm not the greatest expert around here. Guess we'll find out what this place has in store together, huh?" I stand up from my stool, the drink in my hand as I offer my hand out to you. My eyes wandering up and down your form before looking back over to the bartender. "Start a tab for me, I'll come back and pay at some point. Thanks for the drink. Shall we, Felix?"
I shake my head, hearing you "No way, if you're agreeing to explore here with me, the least I can do is get you one drink, it's on me" I tell the bartender, glancing back at you just in time to see your eyes darting back up. I grin, turning towards the door and walking with you out
(End scene)
(well, end for us at least, feel free to carry on everyone~)
Humming absentmindedly as he waltzed into the beach house's common room, iced coffee in hand, Winston admired the comfy looking surroundings and flawless furniture, before settling down on the couch, letting the sun wash over him as he enjoyed his drink.
Hmm… another peaceful day…
Elijah walked down the beach of the EF Resort, clad in a red tee shirt and a pair of basic black swim trunks. He was still surprised a little that EF had its own get away resort and was kinda wondering why he hadn't heard of it earlier. He set down a blanket on the beach and opened up big umbrella that he stuck into the sand. He reached into a small bag that slung around his arm and pulled out a small personal margarita mixer and one small glass. After a small buzz of the mixer Elijah poured out the contents into the glass, took a seat on the blanket in the shade of the umbrella and let out a satisfied sigh. "♪Wasting away again in margaritavile♪"
