 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Yes, it was to be a thoroughly enjoyable and long vacation; the couple surely agreed on that. It was why they needed their strength, to deal with it all. That, and Raju just really, really wanted to soak up some rays. One might think that he often did that with being on a Quidditch pitch so often but for him, sunshine was not something he could get enough of. With the old man at his side, Raju collected the towels, beach chairs, umbrellas and of course, snacks. Raju knew those kiddos will work up a ginormous appetite by the time they were done. Luckily, the kitchen was also well stocked as he and Ren had seen to it a few days earlier.
Raju kicked off his footwear before heading back out onto the beach. “You should lose the footwear, Ren! The sand is warm and comforting.” This was why the Quidditch coach enjoyed trekking out further to find a good spot to help set up. “Is here okay? The waves shouldn’t be able to catch us. And we have a good view of the kids.” Raju just wanted to make sure the boyfriend was in agreement.
There should be the matrons of the orphanage somewhere about. In any case, Vi was old enough to take care of himself; he didn’t rely on others to do what he could do for himself. He now kept his eyes down, sailing the both with his hands. There were times when he could sail the boat just like that, without the use of his hands. The first time a few weeks back, he had panicked when a particularly strong wave had pried it from his grasp. He had panicked as he watched the boat get carried towards the vast sea. Vi had thought that would be the last he saw it but to his amazement, it came sailing back towards him. He still hadn’t been able to figure out what happened but he wasn’t complaining.
Viano lifted his gaze at one of the girl’s calling to her siblings. It was the more cheerful and happy of the trio. How was she bursting with so much energy? It had to be because she came from a seemingly nice family. That would be enough to make anyone so delighted. The envy within Vi rose once more. Imagine his surprise when she called out in his direction! To be sure she was talking to him, Vi glanced around to check there was no one else in the close proximing. There wasn’t. “Hi,’’ he replied cautiously, his Italian accent rather thick. |