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As they toasted, J'zen took a sip from the root-beer before him turning around to walk over to his spot where the towel was set on the sand. As he got there, the beautiful male, grabbed the towel as he wrapped it around his waist before making his way back to the other group of teenagers whom seem to be surrounding the leader speedster. J'zen sat on a chair with a leg rose on-top of the other as he glanced down at his fingers. As he was doing so, he grabbed his scrungy to tie it up into a ponytail, and pushing it over to his side shoulder before biting his bottom lips softly, sighing at how he was suppose to get into the conversation but they all seemed so busy speaking to one another and J'zen was the type to not interrupt a conversation.[/center]