your best friend, billie, absolutely hated the paparazzi so whenever it ended up getting really bad she always did a little getaway trip

you always knew about them but this time she had invited you to go with her to a private beach area where you two could just be yourselves for awhile

your plans were to stay there for about two weeks and today was the first day. the both of you were just laying on the beach, sitting beside a fire you had started as you laid on the blanket together, looking at the sky

after a few moments of a comfortable silence, she moved so that her head was on your chest, her hand resting on your stomach while she let out a small yawn and muttered "i really hate the paparazzi.. i really just wish i was normal for once"