“Ye-llooooo?” Teddy called, not even bothering to knock after travelling the short distance from his own room to Bash’s, “The door’s unlocked so I’m coming in, hope you’re all decent! Or not, whatever, just, y’know - cover up. Oh, well howdy!” Seeing Bash in the small kitchenette inside each beach house, apparently the other had the same idea Teddy did - he was already somewhat tipsy, worrying himself more taking a few shots and shotgunning beers with Caleb than actually organizing and unpacking, “Should I bother taking my shoes off? Is this a place of class?” Before Bash could even answer Teddy’s question, he was already making his way over to the other, pressing a fond kiss to the shorter boy’s cheek before hopping up onto the kitchen counter, “Whatever you’re making, sign me up for one too. Wanna go to the beach after? Watch the sunset or something cheesy like that?”
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