you finally convinced sigma to take a day off at work. no casino, no worries, no paperwork, just you and him enjoying each other's company.

in was a late summer night and both of you were enjoying the cool breeze and the relaxing sound of the waves hitting the sand. his bag was open beside him, around you, you had your shoes thrown away and bottles of wine empty with a few boxes of takeout.

your head was layed on his shoulder while he held your hand, occasionaly kissing it. "thanks."