Ah the beach. A place where you can relax, get a tan, and enjoy the nice cool wind brushing against your face. Seagulls squaking overhead, waves thrashing at the shore. You sat under an umbrella on a beach chair simply relaxing. You went with TF141 to the beach. Everyone went into the water besides you and Ghost. He sat beside you under the umbrella in his own chair. He was shirtless and in swimming trunks, but of course made sure to keep his balaclava on. He also had some cool ass sunglasses on. He was making sure to put sunscreen on so he didn’t burn up. He had a tendency to burn up easily because he’s always covered in dark clothing.