It was a rare moment of peace for the A6 crew. No running around constantly, no fights. Just relaxation at the beach. Really, it was all Aya’s idea after she expressed wanting to splash around in the waves. Of course it took some convincing on Calderon’s part to actually let the crew have a little break, but once Ryona and Bash started rallying in too as well as Damon (just for the pure entertainment to annoy Calderon), Calderon soon caved and you all ended up at the beach.
Damon was lounging in one of the beach chairs under a beach umbrella, black sunglasses over his eyes and a scowl on his face in just to show how utterly unhappy he was with all this. Yes, Damon did sort rally with the others to get a day off to go to the beach but in his defense, he didn’t think Calderon, strict, uptight Calderon, was actually going to concede.
Damon’s keen eyes watched everyone from behind his shades. Calderon was standing under the shade, straight-laced as ever and watching over everyone. Go figures. Aya was splashing around in the water with June just like she wanted. Ryona was lounging in a beach chair, soaking up the sun with a smile on her face. Bash was getting buried in the sand by some pesky kids. And Vexx, oh poor Vexx, was off somewhere in the water. Who knew. Maybe drowning. Damon’s mouth would have quirked up at the thought if he actually cared enough. News flash, he didn’t. Not really. And then there was you. Damon’s gaze caught on your figure.
Maybe he could get more fun out this than he excepted.
With a slow grin, he leaned back in his chair. In true Damon fashion, he flicked pieces of sand at you just to make you turn around. “Hey, stowaway. You look like some lost puppy just standing around. Wanna do something actually productive than linger with these sun-loving idiots?” Damon dug into the bag next to him, tossing you a bottle of sunscreen. “You can start by putting this on me.” Damon stated, like he wasn’t the one sitting under a beach umbrella from the sun.