Late Summer/Early Autumn 1987 || let's go to the beach beach

[theunpressuredclub]

There's just a little bit of a chill in the air that's starting to touch the waters. That's what Rachel's using as a partial excuse for the long-sleeved nature of her swimsuit, at least. Andrew had accepted the statement with a smile that only just hinted at the worry behind it-- he was just glad she was coming out with them at all, at this point. She'd been cooped up and more than a little withdrawn from the for too long.

But she's easing out of the heartache, now. She's stopping short of making her way all the way to the shoreline because she's too busy taking in the beauty of the water.

"Oh, it's beautiful."

"Told you so," Andrew says with a rough kiss to her cheek, "C'mon. Let's go play."

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[faithfulclublet]

At least it's the sort of unsubtle Andrew can handle. He smiles just a hint ruefully back at his friend, rubbing at his cheek.

"Sounds like a plan."

[ofthecubs]

"Gotta do it quick, though, before the water gets too cold."

It's mostly subtle. Mostly.

And it's followed up by a squeeze and a quick letting go to jog ahead and throw his arms around the girls instead.

[faithfulclublet]

"Definitely."

Even though he'll keep blushing just a little bit when Edgar runs off to the girls. He'll let Rachel greet him with a bright smile before catching up himself.