T-shirts, cut-offs, and a pair of thongs

[sweetvalleygirl]

WHO: Beach Party People!
WHERE: The MAC, the party bus, a rest stop, and the Wildwood Beach!
WHEN: Friday 11am and onward into the afternoon and evening
WARNINGS: Possible make outs? Possible fights?
SUMMARY: Teens and young adults in an RV driving to NJ to have a drunken bonfire. What could possibly go wrong???
FORMAT: OPEN! There will be sections for different locations and times of day, so feel free to tag in and collect as much CR as you like!

Jessica was beyond excited. In the days leading up to the RV trip, she barely shut up about it. Even as she boarded the RV Laura had procured for their adventure and took the shotgun seat, she could barely stop talking. It was a beautiful day in the City, and the weather reports for their destination in Southern New Jersey called for blue skies and sunshine. It would be perfect beach-going weather, and it was bound to be the perfect summer night!

Comments

[secondhandwebs]

Dunno if the healy-thing covers this...never got that talk growin' up.

[She almost laughs at the idea of dad sitting her down to talk about superpowers and drinking- but cuts it off as her head throbs and she winces against Charlie's hair]

No jokes. No jokes...

[foreverbouncing]

Dunno. Everyone else got silly, I got...I don't know. I went to Paris twice! I think there's an eclair in my bag...

[She smiled faintly, apologetically, at May's whimper, and shifted a bit.]

Here. Lay down.

[She slid out into the aisle a little so May could lay down and use her leg as a pillow if she wanted.]

[secondhandwebs]

[May takes her up on the offer without a second though, legs still curled up loosely towards her chest.]

Lucky. Just...ugh, don't talk about food right now. I never want to see it again.

[foreverbouncing]

Okay, okay. No food. I'll give it to Cass later.

[Charlie let her hand rest on May's neck, running her fingers soothingly through the others hair. Charlie never had a headache, but she remembered her mother saying having her head rubbed helped with one.]

I think I got off light, really. Want me to go get like, tylenol or something?

[secondhandwebs]

[May nods a little. She's really not one to milk not feeling good, it's just not her thing, but man does this stink.]

If it's, y'know, not a problem or anything. Didn't think to being anything useful...

[foreverbouncing]

Hey, you know it's not.

[She gives May's head a little scratch and then there is some shifting about as she slides her leg out from under the other while trying not to shake her about too much.]

I'll be like, five minutes, okay?

[There's a little flare of pink light and smoke as she bounces off the bus.]

[secondhandwebs]

[May mutters a reply, but it's nothing really in English. Then she just resumes her curled up ball position, wishing her bed was currently in motion as they traveled.]

[foreverbouncing]

[Charlie reappears a few minutes later with what seems to be a plastic bag from a pharmacy. She sits down next to May, shaking her head as if trying to clear it...bouncing usually fixes everything but whatever the magic Vodka was still...lingers.]

Hey, I'm back May. Come on, sit up.

[She gets out a bottle of water and a bottle of tylenol and then gently tugs May up into a sitting position before she can resist, letting the other lean against her.]

[secondhandwebs]

[May sighs a little, but obeys. Damn it Charlie, why do you have to ask her to do things that are so hard...]

Yeah, yeah...um, thanks. I'll pay you back and all...

[foreverbouncing]

Pff, right. As soon as I pay you back for like, a dozen vending machine dollars.

[Charlie grins, because she can't help it, then shakes out four tylenol (is that the right number of tylenol? She has no idea and she is totally guessing) and hands them to May with the water.]

This should help?

[secondhandwebs]

S'long as my stomach will let it...

[Swallows them down resolutely anyway]

Next time we go to the beach...we're bringing our own drinks.

[foreverbouncing]

It's just water...you shouldn't get sick from it...

[There were things Charlie was just completely ignorant about, and being sick was one of them. She'd never thrown up, really, and the only time she'd even sneezed was from the sunwell. She gave May a little pat on the back.]

Next time we go on a bus ride full of imports to a random beach in New Jersey, we will totally bring our own drinks. Heck, I'll bounce them there.

[secondhandwebs]

[May manages a small grin at that]

You know, when you put it like that it makes the whole trip sound suspect.

[foreverbouncing]

...A little bit.

But hey, it was fun, right? I mean, aside from...this part.