#resplendentdare

Quinni wasn't a big beach person, but she knew Saskia was. Plus, it wasn't every day you got to go to the beach with your very hot girlfriend.

The redhead spent most of the day lying on a towel under an umbrella reading a book. Occasionally she would look up to watch the brunette playing in the sand. At one point she giggled as she watched her girlfriend build a sand castle that ultimately got washed away by the water.

Once it was time to go home, Quinni packed up their things and helped Saskia brush off all the sand on her. "Oh, I know you do," the redhead said as she softly chuckled to herself. "Don't worry when we get back home you can hop straight into the shower and get rid of it all," Quinni added, pressing a kiss to Saskia's cheek.

Noah groaned loudly as his phone woke him up from his slumber. It was his boss from the arcade telling him he needed to come in as soon as possible. Normally, he would have just ignored the call, but since being with Saskia he was willing to take any shift to get some extra cash.

Getting out of bed, Noah smirked as he felt Saskia pulling him back. "Babe, I gotta go... you know how shitty my boss gets if I am late," he replied as he resisted getting back into the warm, comfortable bed. "He already hates me, I can't give him any more ammunition to fire my ass," he replied with another groan.

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Blood On Your Sleeve

“I’ve been honest! Its just a scrape, I swear!”

Val flinched away again with a hiss as she felt the other woman’s fingers grazed along her jaw. The bruise was already starting to form on her cheek, and she was going to absolutely loathe the healing process. She liked sleeping on that side, in particular.

The Lost Boys Sentence Starters

“Well, I can’t stand it.”

Before the other woman could protest, Val snatched the Walkman effortlessly away from her and firmly pressed the button that stopped the tape right as the singer launched into another round of ‘Eileen ta loo rye yay’.

Red Dead Redemption 2 Starters

“What the hell would they fear? Shitty makeup and bad life choices?!”

The shop owner had ended up steering them clear from the boardwalk. Even though she was undead, Val was fairly certain that she had pulled a muscle. Or maybe she even tore it, she wasn’t certain.