♫There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to♫

[hardtoignore]

Who: Clarence Blakely and Elliott Naeuri

What: The boys go to the beach to talk and chill after a rough start of the month

When: Wednesday the 15th

Where: Rockaway Beach and wherever the boys wanna go

Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for angsty teens being teens, and possible mentions of alcoholism

Hey, wanna hit the beach?

The invitation wasn't meant to be too pushy, so Clarence didn't try to sound like he was begging but dangit, did he want to see his friend. Badly.

New memories that weren't pleasant seemed to be the rage for all the Different now that the rush to play around in K-Boz had slowed and with it also came summer heat. Which meant it was a great time to hit the beach and hang out and just... chill. He even was willing to splurge the 20 bucks for a nice umbrella to rest under. With a backpack full of water bottles and snacks, Clarence wanted to make today just... bearable, if Elliott was still in a bad way. He wasn't doing all that great either, but he could put on a good front anyway.

He was literally sighing with relief when he got the Okay, I guess response from Elliott. Better than nothing.

Dressed in a Kitten Lady tank top, a black, knee-long skirt, and white and black leggings, Clarence was trying something new. His usual converse he didn't change out, sand be danged. The skirt was surprisingly breezy and cool despite being all black. Sitting on one of the big beach towels he brought, he sat down to sketch and hoped that Elliott would show up like he said he would. If he didn't... Well.

Well, he would forgive it. But he hoped that wasn't going to be the case. Still, he kept looking up from his sketchpad, barely managing to make a mark on it while he grew more and more anxious waiting.