Quillicious
Da KING
Jay Ward
It was a splendid day outside. Birds chirped and sang in a midday chorus as the sun shone down with minimal cloud cover to shield anyone from its rays. Jay was chillin' out on the beach, his dark blue eyes closed behind his trademark aviator sunglasses. He was tanning on top of the sand, his skin a light, warm brown from the action. Adjusting his board shorts, Jay yawned and stretched, revelling in the alone time and quiet he rarely ever got. The only thing that could make him feel better was a girl laying beside him, her bikini a nice orange hue. He always liked the color orange. Speaking of orange, he was almost done with his daiquiri. The smell of salt and the cadence of the waves caused a feeling of calm to wash over him. His eyes blinked open and he grinned, joy gushing out of his chest. Shifting to the side a little, he rolled over onto his back, but stopped when he saw a female almost directly next to him wearing an orange bikini on her stomach. She seemed to have heard him, murming a "What's wrong, babe...?" and turning her head, lowering her wide sunglasses and revealing her face as...CAPTAIN ECKENER?!
As the woman's identity was revealed, Jay started into the world of the conscious, cracking his head on the low ceiling as he did so. "Oww..." He never knew why he chose the top bunk. Apparently paradise only existed in dreams. Well, almost paradise. Surprise Allison wasn't the good kind of surprise like sex and breakfast in bed, and he shook his head to rid it of the drowsiness. Oh no, he'd slept late. Again. Nobody woke him up. He tossed back the blankets and swung his legs over the side of the bed, hopping down barefoot, dressed in a plain tank-top and a pair of boxers with little missiles on them.
"Well shit...another day in paradise."
It was a splendid day outside. Birds chirped and sang in a midday chorus as the sun shone down with minimal cloud cover to shield anyone from its rays. Jay was chillin' out on the beach, his dark blue eyes closed behind his trademark aviator sunglasses. He was tanning on top of the sand, his skin a light, warm brown from the action. Adjusting his board shorts, Jay yawned and stretched, revelling in the alone time and quiet he rarely ever got. The only thing that could make him feel better was a girl laying beside him, her bikini a nice orange hue. He always liked the color orange. Speaking of orange, he was almost done with his daiquiri. The smell of salt and the cadence of the waves caused a feeling of calm to wash over him. His eyes blinked open and he grinned, joy gushing out of his chest. Shifting to the side a little, he rolled over onto his back, but stopped when he saw a female almost directly next to him wearing an orange bikini on her stomach. She seemed to have heard him, murming a "What's wrong, babe...?" and turning her head, lowering her wide sunglasses and revealing her face as...CAPTAIN ECKENER?!
As the woman's identity was revealed, Jay started into the world of the conscious, cracking his head on the low ceiling as he did so. "Oww..." He never knew why he chose the top bunk. Apparently paradise only existed in dreams. Well, almost paradise. Surprise Allison wasn't the good kind of surprise like sex and breakfast in bed, and he shook his head to rid it of the drowsiness. Oh no, he'd slept late. Again. Nobody woke him up. He tossed back the blankets and swung his legs over the side of the bed, hopping down barefoot, dressed in a plain tank-top and a pair of boxers with little missiles on them.
"Well shit...another day in paradise."