Beach - Early Evening

Somehow Roy kept ending up on the beach. Not that he was complaining. He liked it there, liked the quiet and the sound of the waves washing onto the sand. He was still in the process of unpacking the boxes Hawkeye had sent to him and was slowly making his way through the different books.

Right now however, he'd abandoned his book, putting it beside him on top of his trench coat in favour of writing in his black notebook. Two more blondes had somehow made it in there.

((Open.))