Bella and Scarlett were both giggling as they stepped into a tiny beachside shop, dripping wet from their spontaneous boat ride. Bella's red dress clung awkwardly to her legs, and Scarlett's dress was nearly see-through.
"I look like a wet mop," Bella whispered, cheeks burning.
"And I look like a sexy drowned rat," Scarlett added proudly, flipping her soaked hair. "Let's get changed before someone offers us coins."
They both changed into fresh, casual outfits they found at the shop—Bella in a soft peach top and white shorts, Scarlett in a sporty tee and denim skirt. Once dry, they headed to a cozy little lunch café tucked near the shore, sunlight spilling through the windows as the ocean breeze brushed their skin.
As they waited for their food, Scarlett leaned forward with a grin that could only mean trouble.
"So, Bella," she said, wiggling her brows. "Wanna meet the others? You know… BlackKnight, ZeroVoid, F4angs, K4ne404…"
