"… I do not like 'dates'." Bash said flatly.
"Why?? What exactly is so wrong with this?"
Bashenga surveiled the sight in front of him.
His sister had taken him to a beach located a few hours away from their home.
Glittering pink sand adorned the shore as far as the eye could see, and the crystal blue waters created from the efforts of the twins and Tatiana were indescribably beautiful.
Thea, Jasmine, Nita, and Sabine were all sitting together in their swimsuits and lounging atop a large beach towel.
Light finger food and champagne were being passed around by the girls as they cutely fed each other and enjoyed the light buzz from the alcohol.
Through all of this, little Bashenga sat all by his lonesome beside the campfire; wearing a pair of 'baby-dragon' swim trunks and a scowl.