Mar. 23rd, 2015

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It's cold today.

Hell, it's been cold every day with no sign of letting up but still, the point remains. That, Jameson figures, is what a wetsuit's for, though, and he has no regrets about venturing out with his surfboard to catch some early spring waves before he has to get to work. He's always loved doing this, waking up early for dawn patrol and just sitting with the water moving beneath him as he watches the sun rise higher into the sky. It's relaxing, he gets lost in the smell of the salt and the chill in the morning air and if it were up to him, he'd never swim back to shore.

Of course, every dream has its end, and the alarm that sounds from his watch tells Jameson that his is over now. He starts his trek back to the beach with a huff and when his feet touch the sand, he unzips his suit and shakes it off his shoulders until the top half of it hangs from his torso then shakes as much water from his hair as he can before he hears a startled yelp beside him.

"Oh, shit," he says, unable to hold back his laugh as he sets his board down to get a better look at who he's just sprayed with freezing cold ocean water. Jameson runs a hand through his hair, holding the other out apologetically, and smiles. "Sorry about that, didn't see you there."

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