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High as the Beach
Chris Langdon
The digits of the boy's hand raked through his jet black curls as he watched Electra join them in the war they were quite frankly losing. He frowned once Darren mentioned bailing, and despite the tempting offer, Chris wasn't one for giving up so soon into a plan, plus this was their signature van. Like how Scooby Doo had the mystery machine or James Bond had his own Aston Martin. Truth be told, that was the reason why he had chosen a campervan; from what he knew, no one had used it before... until now.
"We're not... This fucking van could weigh as much as The Empire Building and I wouldn't give up." Ranting with groans in between every two words, the boy soon started to feel the van roll as his pretty freckled friend accompanied them.
Chris rolled his eyes at the slight bickering going on with the other two. If Darren wanted to impress girls by being a dick, he was fine with that, though he wasn't entirely sure is Clover would appreciate him taking the mick of her bestfriend. Oh well, that was Darren and his twisted personality.
By all means, he didn't mind joking around with Electra, on the other hand, they needed to keep this thing moving at the same steady pace, so the boy decided to do the unthinkable. Encourage Electra. Now even Darren knew that his friend never positively encouraged people and preferred to just get the job done. Lets just say this was a whole new level for Chris.
"Give her a break, Darren... Thanks for the help, Electra. This thing's actually moving now and you're doing well." Boom, a whole different person in all but second. What was happening? Possibly the campervan could be releasing fumes that toyed with your natural state. Although, surely that would make Darren start to kiss the ground or something. Besides the point, he had said something entirely out of character - which would definitely become a problem.
In a instance, he glanced at Electra to see her reaction but after, his eyes dropped to the ground, meanwhile his cheeks turned dark red shade.
Clover Richard
Just then, the van began to move smoothly on and shockingly, it was pretty easy to move, perhaps because of the slow pace. Nevertheless, it seemed like Darren disagreed with her ability and all Clover could really do was shout back,
"I'm trying okay!" Of course, it was extremely difficult to detect the genuinity behind his sarcastic, unsatisfied tone so the girl was just going to take it. She knew she wasn't doing a particularly amazing job but for a close friend like Darren to comment made her even more self-conscious than before.
Thanks to this, she put all the effect she had to turn on a sharp corner and found that after all, the station was a couple of measly meters from them.
The digits of the boy's hand raked through his jet black curls as he watched Electra join them in the war they were quite frankly losing. He frowned once Darren mentioned bailing, and despite the tempting offer, Chris wasn't one for giving up so soon into a plan, plus this was their signature van. Like how Scooby Doo had the mystery machine or James Bond had his own Aston Martin. Truth be told, that was the reason why he had chosen a campervan; from what he knew, no one had used it before... until now.
"We're not... This fucking van could weigh as much as The Empire Building and I wouldn't give up." Ranting with groans in between every two words, the boy soon started to feel the van roll as his pretty freckled friend accompanied them.
Chris rolled his eyes at the slight bickering going on with the other two. If Darren wanted to impress girls by being a dick, he was fine with that, though he wasn't entirely sure is Clover would appreciate him taking the mick of her bestfriend. Oh well, that was Darren and his twisted personality.
By all means, he didn't mind joking around with Electra, on the other hand, they needed to keep this thing moving at the same steady pace, so the boy decided to do the unthinkable. Encourage Electra. Now even Darren knew that his friend never positively encouraged people and preferred to just get the job done. Lets just say this was a whole new level for Chris.
"Give her a break, Darren... Thanks for the help, Electra. This thing's actually moving now and you're doing well." Boom, a whole different person in all but second. What was happening? Possibly the campervan could be releasing fumes that toyed with your natural state. Although, surely that would make Darren start to kiss the ground or something. Besides the point, he had said something entirely out of character - which would definitely become a problem.
In a instance, he glanced at Electra to see her reaction but after, his eyes dropped to the ground, meanwhile his cheeks turned dark red shade.
Clover Richard
Just then, the van began to move smoothly on and shockingly, it was pretty easy to move, perhaps because of the slow pace. Nevertheless, it seemed like Darren disagreed with her ability and all Clover could really do was shout back,
"I'm trying okay!" Of course, it was extremely difficult to detect the genuinity behind his sarcastic, unsatisfied tone so the girl was just going to take it. She knew she wasn't doing a particularly amazing job but for a close friend like Darren to comment made her even more self-conscious than before.
Thanks to this, she put all the effect she had to turn on a sharp corner and found that after all, the station was a couple of measly meters from them.