You and the Titans had miraculously killed Deathstroke. It was a huge relief for everyone. Dick decided a day at the beach would be a nice way to celebrate and get rid of whatever left over stress.

The sun was shining brighter than ever, the water was clear and salty, and the waves were big and tall.

The day had been spent surfing, playing beach volleyball, picnicking, making sandcastles, and jumping waves.

Gar had gone out of the water to get something to drink. You see Gar sitting in his swim trunks and decide to go up of the water and join him.

Gar sees you emerge from the water. That smile plastered in your face creating a similar one on his and your skin tanned deeply from the sun and slightly red on the shoulders and chest.

Gar: “Hey, you might want to cover up your shoulders before you get burnt to a crisp. Take my shirt.” He says and passes you his t-shirt as you stop in front of him.