sunbathing ((open))

[Dakota May Graven]

A young, red headed woman stood at the edge of the lake, the waves lapping at her bare feet. Her shoes and robe lay several feet away on the dry grass, safe from the water. Her eyes stared across the lake, almost not taking in any of her surroundings, just staring. Her thoughts were turned inward, simply running through the happenings of the summer and the time since she had gotten to school. It was just to completely process everything.

Dakota pulled her thoughts back to the present as she sat down so just her feet were touching the water. Her black skinny jeans stretched to accomidate her movements, continuing to hug her legs tightly. She rested her arms on her slightly bent knees as she turned her head slightly to look at the grounds around her. It was a beautiful day, nice and sunny which felt nice on her pale skin. It was a nice day to sunbath.

[Kolby Denovan]

Wondering out into the grounds on this sunny day, Seventh Year Slytherin Kolby was wearing a light black hoodie and skinny jeans with a Slytherin belt buckle and his infamous green Converse shoes and his bewitched little green snakes slithering. The light was bright, causing Kolby's blue eyes to shine brilliantly. Gazing around the green grounds, he fancied a walk to the lake. As he ventured over in a steady pace, he noticed a Hufflepuff relaxing by the brilliantly deep lake.

Socializing was not a fancy that Kolby divulged, but today was a bit different. Walking up to her area, he sat down roughly five feet away from her. The grass beneath his stretched out legs, his hands straight behind himself. Kolby glares at the sky, wishing a cloud of shade would slither by ever so lovingly to provide a fresh cool experience.

Glancing over to Dakota, Kolby spoke softly, inquiring a few answers from simple questions he was about to ask this Huffpleuff student.

"Hey, you, what House are you in? Year?"

Speaking softly yet sharp and short. Socializing was not Kolby's favorite. Feeling the soft grass with his hands, he then put his hands behind his head and laid on his back, staring at the clouds... wishing one would merely float his way, the sun showing his pale skin's reflection of light...