Babes on the Beach

Raven wasn't sure where Charles' parents were. She wasn't sure whether she and Charles had been to run off or maybe the parents had run off before, but it didn't matter. She and Charles were alone and they had some pocket change for snacks and they were walking along the beach. She'd stared the first time she'd seen the water. It didn't seem to end and, even though she'd seen maps that said differently, she was convinced that the water just went on and on and never ended. She kept gently tugging Charles a little bit closer each time they took a step. She didn't just want to ask him to go to the water with her. She still wasn't sure enough of their relationship to do that. She just hoped that she could encourage him a little.

She also wasn't sure enough of their relationship to ask him to buy her one of those ice things they were coming up on. They were cold, which would be nice on a hot day like this, and they were colorful, and they looked delicious, but she wasn't sure that she wanted to just...ask.

She dropped her eyes immediately when she realized that she wouldn't need to ask. Charles would just know, wouldn't he? He was so nice to her. How could she ask him to get her something like that? Food, maybe, and clothes, but sweets? No. Definitely not. She was apologizing to him profusely in her thoughts almost before she'd had a chance to think them. Still, she couldn't help but look at them a little longingly.