E r i c k a
Walking along the tree line, she was wrapped in a world of only her thoughts. Ericka was murmuring the lyrics to a recent song that was stuck on reply in her head. She was bored, it was normal. "Use the sleeves of my sweater.. Let's have an adventure. Head in the clouds, but my gravity's centered." The meaning of the song couldn't have related to anything going on in her life, or anyone else's that she could think of. Her brunette hair curled with the breeze, and burrowed further into her heavy set hoodie.
N i c k
The dark haired, Spanish heritaged boy was relaxing among the shade of a large oak tree. Hands linked behind his head, eyes glittering with tranquility. It was just a peaceful day for him. No drama. No work. He was barely even sweating. The thought of the beach seemed like a must almost. But he was too busy enjoying the quiet, that hung around him like a mist. Hoping a camper of any would possibly stumble upon him.
B r a n t
The son of Athena was flipping through the pages of a book he was going to read. Laying on his stomach on his bed, the cabin provided some cool atmosphere for him. The heat always irritated his mood at times. Just like anyone else really. [[WB]]