[ He's taking off his shoes and sliding his socks off, too. Tossing them next to the bike, he watches the sea ripple in and pull back. It feels so close, yet so far... They would still need to make some distance over, maybe the "romantic walk". Stroking his chin, he hums thoughtfully to the crash of the rolling waves. ]
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[ He's taking off his shoes and sliding his socks off, too. Tossing them next to the bike, he watches the sea ripple in and pull back. It feels so close, yet so far... They would still need to make some distance over, maybe the "romantic walk". Stroking his chin, he hums thoughtfully to the crash of the rolling waves. ]
I'll race you there.
[ Bye. ]