#wren01

“Wren!” Sav called after the redhead, spotting her from behind before she caught up to her, holding out one of the disposable cups the concessions stand was serving. “Mulled Cider,” she said, the crooked grin on her face giving away that she had something up her sleeve. “That may or may not be spiked with some bourbon,” Sav said after a beat, one eyebrow raising up at her. “Figured it would make this at least a bit more fun.” 

Tyler took a breath; the beach wasn’t his ideal spot but he had to learn to get used to it. He took in the air and stretched out, laughing a little as he adjusted his shades, turning he grabbed two drinks. He had to make a move on someone, his eyes glanced around the beach and smirked; seeing his stunningly handsome target. He moved over to the red-headed beach goer and smirked, offering him a drink. 

“Care to join me?” he offered as he sat down next to him. ‘Or, is that too forward?” People weren’t his strong suit; as cocky as he was it was a little surprisng.