Literature
Forget
“Can you see them?”
Ryan leans back, pretends to be leaning on his arm and flashes her a wide smile, though his eyes are darting to the side, the movement almost unnoticeable through the large sunglasses sitting on his face. “Yes!! Ack, no, they’re faced away from us again!”
Jeanne frowns at him, a pair of large sunglasses covering her own eyes. “Calyyyyy look this wayyyyy,” she calls, quietly, because her friend is currently mid-conversation with a person neither she nor Ryan recognizes.
(“Someone we haven’t met before?”
(“That’s always a possibility! Who knows how m