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The Beach, Thursday Evening
Aug. 23rd, 2007 01:45 pmRonan was once again at the beach, the table from last time already set up and candles waiting to be lit at the center. There were two place settings; from his bag, he was pulling steaming platters of empanadas, as well as a dish of tomatoes. There was a bottle of red wine, a merlot, chilling in a bucket of ice.
Everything was ready; now all he needed were the guests.
[OOC: For the ones who are invited. They know who they are! Up a bit early for a touch of SP.
ETA: This has gone NSFW in the comments. In a very big way.]
Everything was ready; now all he needed were the guests.
[OOC: For the ones who are invited. They know who they are! Up a bit early for a touch of SP.
ETA: This has gone NSFW in the comments. In a very big way.]
