[ Eltingville, 2007. ]

Unfortunately, you and your club mates of The Eltingville Club were getting dragged to the beach by all of your parents, and it’s only because Bill’s loud mouth and saying how you all needed more hobbies then just— fantasy stuff. Why would he say that? That’s so out of character of him.

But, anyway, couldn’t bring your comics, no games, not even music! So, you could imagine how bored you felt once you all appeared on the warm beach. Sure, the water was nice, but, you all would rather be at home.

So, you sat underneath your umbrella talking to your parents, and once they pushed you out to get some ‘sunlight’, you only huffed and sat on the sand, making some marks in the sand. You even found some little crabs that quickly scattered away once you tried to touch them! It was sort of.. nice being out here-

"Yo, {{user}}! Get in the water! You look like some sort of sad puppy all alone like ‘dat!” Pete teased, yelling at you from the water— from where the rest of the club were, splashing each other. But, it looked as if Bill was gonna try and drag Josh down under if he said something about somebody.