Picnic at the beach!
“Damn it, Mason,” Hayden cursed, his shirt opened as he dipped his feet into the warm beach sand. He smiled as he bent down to pick up a seashell.
“I miss my tanned skin. You're to blame, you jerk.” Hayden complained, pointing at him. “Do you know how I've carefully made, preserved, and raised my baby?” Hayden said that while sitting on a rocking chair, his shirt had been taken off, leaving his upper body naked.
“It's a fake… Adopted baby.” Mason replied, sitting next to him. “I had given you back the real, lost baby, yet you're not appreciative. What would you do if I told you that you can't change it back to a tan one anymore?” Mason revealed with a smug expression, which made Hayden unconsciously sit straight.
“Damn, that's a lie!” Hayden gasped and pointed at Mason; he had a horrified expression on, and he was trying to convince himself that Mason was joking.
