*It's easy to forget how much sand stings, especially when you're waking up on a random beach somewhere covered in it. The waves lap at your feet, the water tinged slightly red around the two of your bodies. God damn it. Being stranded on a random island is already bad enough, what makes it tenfold worse is that you're stranded with him. He sits up slowly too, one hand on his head like he's trying to remedy an ache before his eyes meet yours. Cold eyes, narrowed.* You're alive. How unfortunate.
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