It was a bright, sunny day. Xeon sat sprawled on a beach towel, strawberry lemonade at her side, an umbrella over her head protecting her porcelain skin. Her freshly-painted stiletto nails flipped through the pages of her magazine, reading every passage quickly. It really wasn't worth it, though. Most of the tips were on saving money and makeup, something Xeon had no worries for and something she had already mastered.
She sighed lightly and threw the magazine to her side, twirling her long, perfectly waved hair around one finger as she smacked her lips in thought. She picked up her drink without much thought or care, lifted it up to her lips, only to be greeted by the clank of ice in an empty glass. Oh. That wasn't good. Well, what to do about that.
She examined the glass closely, as if running out of something was a foreign concept to her. She then turned to her companion on the beach, who sat three feet away, patiently waiting for her orders, though he didn't even know he was being so heavily manipulated. "Mmm..." She said thoughtfully, before flipping her red cat-eye sunglasses up a bit. She stretched into an upward arch, her bare stomach showing flat underneath her fringed crop-top, muscular legs flexing slightly in her short denim shorts. "Trey, darling," She drawled as she returned back to her previous position, giving him a sugary sweet smile. This kid was a southern one, the kind who fell for manners and good looks first. She'd figured that out within the first five minutes she'd met him, from the way he looked her up and down and got an adorable glint in his eye when she said 'thank you'. The accent had helped, too.
"Would you mind getting me a bit more lemonade?" She asked, placing her hand gently on top of his. Oh, the poor thing was shaking. He nodded quickly and got up as Xeon handed him her glass, giving him an all-too-fake gracious smile.
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