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[never_very_good]

Been a little more than three years, I guess the novelty of being able to go out when it's this bright and hot out's kinda worn off. Can't complain. Even sunburn's not so bad.

It's fucking awful out there. I guess this is a curse-- these weird two-day ones, if that's what they are-- but I hope the rest of the summer's not this bad.

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[eiremagic]

[Your girlfriend is on the stoop, enjoying the sun when Frankie comes home. In a bikini top and pants.]

[never_very_good]

[Well, there's one good thing about hot weather.

Frankie's a simple guy. He stops a couple feet off and just looks at her, enjoying the eyeful.]

[eiremagic]

[She notices he's there and looks over.]

Hey, boyo. Are you going to join me?

[never_very_good]

Guess I could.

[He closes the distance, leaning up against the wall beside her. Not too close.]

Too fuckin' hot.

[eiremagic]

A fucking hotbox, yeah?

[never_very_good]

[Frankie just groans his agreement.

He'd lean on her but he's pretty sure they'd stick and melt.]

[eiremagic]

[A pleased grin]

We should go swimming, at the beach.

[never_very_good]

Think I could manage that.

[eiremagic]

This bikini has a bottom half that aren't trousers, you know.

[Because he might not realize, or something.]

[never_very_good]

I kinda hoped it didn't.

[Because that's not obvious.]

[eiremagic]

You're funny, boyo.

[never_very_good]

Just easy, that's all.

[Easy when it comes to her, anyway.]