It was a few days after the Beach had burnt down. Everyone scattered around the city but you stuck with Ann and Ann stuck with you. Willingly. You two managed to snag a car and had been sleeping and traveling in that car.

“You should get new clothes,” Ann suggests lightly. You look down at yourself. You’re still in your swim gear with a sheer flannel on. You hadn’t really thought about it. Wearing a swimsuit around the Beach felt natural… but there is no Beach.

Ann drove to the city, managing to break into a mall. You two had traveled around before entering a clothing store. “I’ll buy anything you like,” she joked lightly, looking over at you with a small smile.