Melt your headaches|Ryden 1x1 w/ chemicalwinter

[throam]

Brendon glanced over at Ryan and noticed his watermelon. He reached over and stole a piece, knowing he wouldn't mind, unless he happened to be in a bad mood. But as far as Brendon could tell, nothing was wrong.

[ChemicalWinter]

Ryan smiled a bit at Brendon’s not-so-sneaky attempt at stealing the watermelon. He held the container between them, offering Brendon more. “Take.” He nodded approvingly. “I packed the snacks for both of us.”

[throam]

Brendon shoved the watermelon in his mouth, accepting the offer. He wasn't too hungry, and knew they'd be going out to dinner later, so he only took one more before letting Ryan take the container back.

[ChemicalWinter]

Ryan scooped out a couple more chunks before putting the container back in the cooler. A nice breeze swept through the beach just then, making some of the sand fly off his feet. “War rematch?” He suggested.

[throam]

Brendon liked the idea. "Sure." He said, his eyes lighting up a little. He shifted in his chair to face Ryan a bit more.

[ChemicalWinter]

//here goes again//

Ryan pulled the deck of cards out of one of the bags and pulled them out of the box. He decided to let Brendon shuffle this time. “You serve?” He asked, wanting to be fair.

[throam]

//o boi. I think we got it this time lol//

"Will do." Brendon agreed, reaching his hand out to take the cards. He wasn't too good at shuffling them but he'd sure as hell try.

[ChemicalWinter]

//geez I hope so//

Ryan watched and tapped his fingers on his armrest as he watched Brendon attempt to shuffle. He scratched his chin and leaned back in his seat.

[throam]

Brendon split the cards into two piles and shuffled them decently (better than he expected at least). He repeated it a couple times just to be safe then distributed them, counting off 26 and giving them to Ryan, then keeping the other half for himself.

[ChemicalWinter]

Ryan snatched his deck and straightened it out. He ran his fingers over the cards. “Losers first.” He smirked teasingly, trying to get back into the swing of it.