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[Color=salmon][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Morning
[Color=salmon][b]Location:[/b][/color] Sorian Beach
[Color=salmon][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@princess] Charlotte, [@Potter] Olivia, [@Lava Alckon] Hafiz Jr.
 
Lorenzo was closing his eyes tightly after they were assaulted by the direct light of the sun. The pain was more than enough to keep him from opening his eyes while he lay down to soak in the rays. Answering Farim’s reply, he simply answered. [color=salmon]“You would love it.”[/color] His voice was slightly strained as he endured momentary pain. Despite the misery of it, the moment reminded Lorenzo that he needed to turn over to let the sun kiss the other half of his body. 

The youth spoke amongst each other with Lorenzo not finding a place in their conversation. He only listened as he rolled over onto his stomach without making much of a disturbance. [color=salmon]“Ahhhh!”[/color] The warmth of the sun embraced his moderately hairy back covered in beads of sweat. The duke felt fortunate to not have to rely on his “medicine” this morning as his time at the beach set him at ease. Perhaps he could make this a daily exercise. His back was to John Williamson, so he had failed to see the man who he would have definitely noticed due to his wear. [color=salmon][i]But what if I left to take half a dose?[/i][/color] He didn’t believe it would hurt. If anything, it should make his time at the beach even more wonderful. 

. . .

Lorenzo’s stomach growled. Perhaps he was hungry. Perhaps it was something else.

. . .

Without warning, flatulence escaped him.
 
. . .

Without a word, he ignored that it happened.



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