❇ Somewhere in Neverland ❇ [Inactive]

Mitchell~


Mitchell nodded and watched as Finn ran back into the water to surf some more,hopefully without hurting himself again.He huffed and plopped down in the sand before putting on his shades again and laying his head on his folded shirt.He started to close his eyes and relax for a bit before going back into the water and enjoying the waves again.Soon after finally resting,Mitchell opened one eye and looked at Jonnie who had came over "Yeah,I'm fine...Just resting 'tis all."he told him.Mitchell sat up and looked a Jonnie with a smile before looking down at his turtle,who didn't seem to have been old.Mitch nodded"Yeah,he's cute." he told him before petting the turtle softly on the head and shell.
 
Jonnie became really quiet at the sound of Mitch's voice. They sat there for a while, with the younger man watching the waves thoughtfully. The sun hung low in the sky, casting purples and pinks against an orange backdrop. Soon, the sound of the waves and Jonnie's breathing were synonymous. "Beautiful." he whispered while stroking Pickles' shell gently.
 
Finally getting chucked off so bad, Finn came in and sat next to Jonnie. "It's so rough out there" he muttered crossing his legs relaxing. "Bonfire sound nice tonight?" he asked the boys
 
Amelia's ears perked up at the word "bonfire," shooting straight into an up right position she yelled over to Finn and the cluster of boys. "Bonfire sounds good to me." Shifting in the sand, she hobbled up to her feet and strided over to the boys. Crouching down behind Jonnie she flashed a big white pearly smile at Finn and Mitch. "Bonfire and beer?" Her big smile quickly turned into a grin as she raised her eyebrow in an inquisitive manner.
 
After taking a walk along the beach, Ashton returned to the group and heard them discussing the possibility of a bonfire. She grinned at her friends and said, "Count me in. As long as there's beer and s'mores," She sat down on the sand with the rest of the group, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth of the sun.
 
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"S'mores?" Jonnie asked, while drawing circles in the sand with his toes. He loved bonfires. Amelia and his Dad would start one on the last night of every camping trip they ever had. The smell of wood, the prospect of chocolate-y goodness. Jonnie smiled to himself while reminiscing on those fond memories.
 
Ariel grinned as she walked over, hearing words like 'bonfire' and 's'mores'. "I'm in!" she announced. "Especially if there are s'mores!" she grinned at Jonnie. She loved being in a group around a fire and eating chocolate and other stuff. It reminded her of spending time with her brothers.
 

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