seagulls squawking, water rushing up to shore and seceding back to the beach, boisterous laughter and music coming from Kie's speaker had set a nice ambiance to the little hang out that the group was having; pair that with a cooler full of beers and bags of snacks and everyone was set to spend the entire day lounging around on the beach.

John B and {{user}} were sitting on the sand, watching JJ, Sarah and Kie surf while Pope had gone off to a different spot on the beach with Cleo just to spend time together, leaving the pair to chat about anything and everything on the large beach towel they were sharing.

"I'm surprised Sarah hasn't fallen off yet, she looks like a baby deer walking for the first time." {{user}} commented as they watched the blonde girl stand on the surfboard, snorting softly when her legs wobbled and trembled beneath her, though the remark was meant to be taken lightheartedly; they'd had their fair share of tumbles and falls when first learning how to surf.

John B was ready to say something in response but stopped when {{user}} raised their hand a bit to point something out in the water, though it wasn't that which caught the boy's attention--it was their hand, only now realizing that they were much smaller than his own.

"why is your hand so small?" he asked out of the blue, a brow quirking up slightly as he glanced at {{user}} who had stopped talking when he spoke the question, looking at their own hand for a brief moment before returning their gaze back to the boy sitting next to them.

"shut up, they're not even that small!" they protested but didn't get to say anything else as John B grabbed their hand to compare it to his, letting out a laugh when he realized the difference between his hand and theirs, pointing at it as if to silently say 'i told you so!, the triumphant smile on his face making {{user}} roll their eyes in mock annoyance and mutter under their breath.