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The League was actually letting them take a vacation. It almost didn’t feel real. No missions, no near-death experiences, no team drama, just sun, sand, ocean, and hot guys.

Zach, wearing purple swim trunks with a constellation pattern, was already waist deep in the water. [color=darkviolet]”Okay, I officially vote we move the base here.”[/color] he called over his shoulder, glancing back at the others with a wide grin. [color=darkviolet]“No better place for hero work than paradise, am I right?”[/color]

He floated on his back for bit, and flailed just a bit too dramatically before sinking under. He resurfaced now soaking wet, and he just laughed. He swam back to shore, flopped onto his beach towel, and put on his sunglasses.[color=darkviolet]“Someone tell me why we don’t do this every week? After everything we’ve been through, we deserve this!”[/color]

Of course, a part of him knew better. Missions always came when you least expected them. But for now, Zach magically conjured a fruity drink, and had zero intention of thinking about any of it.