[THINGS] aren't [ALWAYS] what they [SEEM] *open*

[summerstorm]

Stefan & Lexi[/i]

"Okay, go ahead!"

I released my German Shepherd, Lexi, from her leash, and watched as she rocketed down the shore, enjoying the salty sea breeze in her face. A laugh escaped my marble like lips as I watched her, with a shake of my head walked down to meet her. She carried a stick in her mouth quite proudly, dropping it a my feet with a soft whine, wanting so badly to run into the water, she could barely take it.

"Alright, alright."

I picked up the soggy, sandy stick and threw it as far as I could into the water, watching as she flew into the water with a plunge, her head surfacing as she kicked with her feet.

I sat down on the sand, running a pale hand through my dishevled hair, watching as Lexi brought her stick back to me, shaking the water droplets every which way, meaning all over me.

"Oh, great. Thanks."

I said with a laugh, wiping the drool and water on my shorts before throwing the stick once again.