As the scorching sun was burning through the myriads of small dunes in the glowing white sand of the beach, two of the members of Dan's crew were sitting the safe shade of their stupid little white and red striped umbrella. They did not care for getting sunburned or dirtying their feet with the sand, no, they opted for a better experience. After all, no one can tell where you're looking, if you have shades on.
They were casually slurping their cocktails, that gave them just the perfect amount of minty refreshment in the heat haze that enveloped the area. Tiny drops of sweat were running down on their foreheads, slowly making their way down their necks, eventually finding the well deserved respite within the fabrics of their orange and light blue polos. Summer was truly a magnificent time.
