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[snrrrrk]

Seriously? Dude, imagine when they took the masks off, and— [ pfffhahaha ]

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I've seen pictures. Joan showed me Jay's photo album and she took pictures when they had this impromptu pool party. It's hilarious. [Wally crouches down when the water pulls back out and throws himself into the oncoming wave.]

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Dude, that sounds priceless. You've gotta let me see sometime.

[ He says it like that's actually possible, like he could actually come visit without putting his identity at risk—

But that's a thought for another day. Right now it's sunny, and the water's great, and he's stripping off his t-shirt and tossing it up the beach so he can splash in deeper, laughing as Wally hurls himself into the surf. ]

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[At some point during their frolicking in the ocean Wally tries to drown Robin. Robin, likewise, does the same to Wally. They throw each other into the water, sling mud at one another and pick up crabs and chase each other with them.

By the time they trudge back onto the beach, Wally's cheeks, forehead and arms are bright red and he's wincing as he adjusts his shorts.] Ugh. Wet boxers. Gross.

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Ugh. Wet skinny jeans.

[ Dick is walking in the sand with an awkward sort of uncomfortable tiptoeing motion, and it's only going to get worse. EVERYTHING CLINGS LIKE THIS.

... He pokes Wally's very pink shoulder. ] Dude. Sunburn.

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Uh ow. [Wally smacks Dick's hand away and squeezes water out of his tank, flapping it.] Thank you, I noticed. How about you pay more attention to how those jeans are probably going to cut off circulation in about twenty minutes?

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Trying not to think about it, but thanks.