OOC: All fine :) So long as you forgive the rather lackluster post on my behalf.

The afternoon was starting to roll in and Chase finally headed in, lazily riding a few waves in before sitting his board on the sand, flopping down on top of it. The other boys had come in about half an hour prior and had fish and hot chips for him. The boy smiled contently and began digging in. Honestly he was curious to know how it went with Seth last night, but knew better than to ask. Seth had been even quieter than he was which likely meant he was still feeling a little bad about the whole thing and was sulking.

Chase remembered back in the day when he, Ryan and Mason had used to sneak around to those bonfire parties. He had no older siblings technically to speak of, but that hadn’t stopped the older members of their extended family shooing them off or escorting them home the same as Ryan had Seth last night. The boy would bounce back. For a few minutes they all just sat there in silence, the only sounds were that of chewing and swallowing. Silence was usually a rare commodity amongst the group, especially one that lasted more than a minute or so.

“So everyone’s all good for camping next week?” Mason finally stated as the pile of food began dwindling down and their empty bellies began to feel full and satisfied. Ryan, who’s mouth was full of a chip sandwich, merely made a noise of agreement and continued chewing.

Chase nodded happily, smiling casually. They usually camped all year round, once a month or so, sometimes a little less during the winter and more frequently during the summer. Their group was usually small, the three boys and the two girls. Seth usually hung out with Jesse and Aiden, two other members of the extended family around his own age. He was probably only here because he was still in trouble from last night. The family groups were fairly large, but the ages were somewhat spread out, they tended to have kids around the same time. He supposed, in retrospect, it probably helped develop closer bonds between the group, something integral to their survival as a whole.

“So,” He leaned back in the sand slightly, blue eyes glancing up at the familiar faces around him. “Did we wanna catch another few sets or just head home?” He asked, receiving a few shrugs in response, which caused him to scoff and roll his eyes.

“It’s flattened out a fair bit.” Mason noted, dark gray eyes gazing out over the sea. “Might as well head off now.”

That seemed to be enough for the rest of the group and they all slowly clambered to their feet, boards underarm they began trudging towards the footpath, which travelled parallel to the beach along its length. They could have brought a car down, but the walk back wasn’t long and it was better for them in the long run.