[center][hr][color=#adff9f][h1]𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵[/h1]

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Location: The beach party
Interacting With: Raven [@Zaxter996]
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Molly nodded at Raven's reminder. She was right, the house had booze left, too. Still, she found herself smiling as Raven agreed to her idea. It was nice, they could spend some time outside watching the pretty evening sun.
As they arrived at the drink table, Raven was already scooping up plenty of drinks for them both. Molly just grinned and stood at the side; it looked like Raven knew what she was doing.
[color=7bcdc8]“Hey… That doesn’t make you a mess, Molly. We all have our demons. Everyone at this party has something going on in their head driving them a little crazy. That’s what makes us human. It’s not something to be ashamed of,"[/color] Raven answered Molly with a look that she both hated and loved. Hated because of how it made her feel, all warm and fuzzy, and loved for the exact same reason. Unable to argue with the statement, Molly just nodded nonchalantly.
Feeling a tad famished, Molly grabbed a pack of cheese puffs from the side of the drinking table.
[color=#adff9f]"For snacks,"[/color] Molly explained, although it was pretty self-explanatory. Then they were making their way back, and Raven's hand brushed against Molly's before taking it with seeming confidence. Molly couldn't help blushing at the bold gesture even though she had been the one initiating it earlier. The blonde glanced around instinctively to see if anyone was looking, only to realise that it shouldn't matter. Recieving a grounding squeeze from the shorter girl's hand, Molly's attention was brought back to Raven, who was smiling at her in a way that made Molly's heart thump faster.
[color=7bcdc8]“Sometimes we just have to talk it out, so it can all make a little bit more sense. Now come on.”[/color]
Walking in rhythm with Raven, the two made their way over towards the docks. The party noises grew gradually more muffled out, the music fading thanks to the distance. Molly found the noise oddly relaxing. It was like hearing a nightclub from the outside; a noise she was accustomed to. Hearing the bass but not being in the middle of it all.
[color=#adff9f]"I love beaches,"[/color] Molly admitted after a while of comfortable silence, her gaze straying away to look at the horizon. The sunset was beautiful, golden, orange and pink hues painting the sky and reflecting from the gently moving sea. The glow of the sun kissed Raven's face beautifully. It made everything more saturated and glorious. Now Molly really felt like she knew why people called it the golden hour. [color=#adff9f]"I always found peace in the scent of the sea, y'know? In a strange way it reminds me of home even though I never actually lived next to a beach. But my family travelled a lot when I was a younger so... I always did want to live by the sea,"[/color] Molly talked, for no reason in particular. Just to talk, just to share. They had moved a lot when she'd been younger. Molly had never really had time to get attached to the places she lived in, or she'd learned not to get attached. Moving from England to the US had been a major changing point in Molly's life.
They were walking at the waterfront, the waves occasionally almost reaching their feet. The line where the wet sand met the dry was clear; one side smooth and dark, the other lighter and puffier. Molly found their hands were swinging a bit between them, a motion which made the girl smile a bit.
[color=#adff9f]"Anyway, tell me about yourself? Everyone knew about my stuff back in school, but I know barely anythin' about you,"[/color] Molly tried. She was curious about the kind of person Raven truly was. And as she'd said, nearly everyone had known about Molly in school. Her break-ups had been rather messy and, well, public, too. It was like all her dirty laundry was washed in front of hundreds of seeing eyes; hardly any part of her stayed a secret.
Actually many parts of her did, but her relationships weren't a part of them. Molly was -- despite everything -- rather a private person, so she was glad she had been able to perserve a part of herself that didn't get out to the gossips, somewhere she could no longer control them.