After splashing around in the cool water with Jess for an hour, or ten minutes, who’s to say… We finally stumbled out and plopped down in the hot sand to dry. Instantly hundreds of grains clung to my wet skin, like ants drawn to a fallen chunk of ice cream. The beach was unpopulated other than her and me. Or maybe I just couldn't notice anyone else. 
         “What now?” she asked, in more of a dreamy tone than she had earlier.

         “I don’t know,” I said, lazily, “I kinda just feel… “

         “Sleepy,” she finished my sentence.

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