Ivy frowns when sand falls out of her friend’s hair. “Well that’s not usual unless you’ve been to the beach recently. Ohhh... never mind. What did you see? You know what we can talk after you shower. It might distract me if you don’t,” She teases gently. 

Winter smiles and balances on one wobbly leg after the other as she puts on her new sandals. “Well we are dressed for it. Alright, if the others are fine. Any ideas?” When he finishes putting his shoes on, she stands close to him, her hand brushing his.