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WHO: George and Wrath
WHAT: Puerto Ricooooo
WHEN: Wtf day is it? Tuesday?
WHERE: San Juan beach and hotel
WARNINGS: TBA



Wrath was actually excited. She hadn't been to the beach for a long time, and she certainly hadn't ever been there with someone she loved before. She had even put her bikini on under her clothes while she was on the plane. The travelling let her forget about her run in with Satan. And as they entered the hotel and the porter called her Miss Black, Wrath felt such a ridiculous amount of freedom.

No one here except George knew who she was. No one. To them she was Mona Black, here with her boyfriend. She hadn't just been horribly tortured, and she wasn't endangering her boyfriend just by being around him. She could forget everything.

As soon as the porter left, Wrath looked out the window.

"The ocean is right there!" she whooped. Immediately she took off her George bracelet and then she shed her shirt and jeans. She opened the sliding glass door and just went barreling towards the ocean without even waiting for George.

She charged into the waves and when the water's temperature was a stark difference to the air, she ran in a half circle back to shore. She hesitated before just throwing herself in bodily. Then she stood and clutched her breasts. "MY TITS!" she screamed at George.

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Wrath laughed and she shook her head. "Nah, no one whistles at me. I look too sour." She nuzzled his chest, not caring at all if no one else noticed her ever. "I would like to see that posturing though!"

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"Their loss, then," George said, kissing the top of her head. He felt very peaceful, floating here in the ocean with Wrath. "It's very intimidating, I'll have you know. Lots of yelling and chest thumping."

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Wrath snorted and she giggled at him. "You are ridiculous and I like it," she told him. "I didn't even look at the bed in our room. Is it big? Do we have a spa bath? And candles? ...actually no candles," and she shuddered a little.

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"It's a pretty good size," George said. "Good view of the ocean, we'll be able to hear seagulls and waves. And no candles to be found. Probably because of all the wicker decorations." He paused, breathing in the smell of ocean and warm sand. "It'll get better, you know. Someday the nightmares will taper off."

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Wrath believed him but it was still hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. She liked the idea of a big bed though. She had been avoiding most physical things beyond cuddles and kisses. Trauma and injuries called for that. But now she was Mona and that didn't matter anymore.

"We could try it out later if you want," she said. She avoided all talk of nightmares completely and she reached beneath the water to grope him gently.

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George raised his eyebrows and pulled Wrath a little closer to him.

"You sure?" he asked softly, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

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Wrath groped him again before she took advantage of the fact that they were in the water and she basically climbed up him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him on the cheek.

"If you want to, yeah. I mean you don't have to. Is it gonna freak you out?"

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George laughed and boosted Wrath up so she could wrap around him more easily.

"Yeah, I want to," George said with a smile, kissing her collarbone. "Carpe diem."

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Wrath clung to him and she nuzzled his cheek with her nose. "I'm not going to freak out on you or anything. I trust you."

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"I trust you too," George said. And then their tender moment was very abruptly cut short by a large wave splashing over them. Sputtering, George spat out saltwater and laughed. "Fucking ocean."

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Wrath squealed and then the wave had swamped them and she spluttered and wiped water from her eyes. "Augh!" she laughed, clinging to George. "The ocean's a bastard!" and she slapped at it, as if that would accomplish anything.

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"It's pretty rude," George agreed, sticking his tongue out at the ocean in childish glee. "Come on, let's go get those wine coolers so we can float in the ocean and be happy and buzzed."

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"As long as you're sure we won't drown!" Wrath laughed. She jumped towards the sand because it was easier than running. She grabbed his hand and kissed it.

"Are there sharks here?!"

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"We'll bring floaties," George said, digging through the cooler he'd brought with him and handing Wrath a bottle. "And I have no idea. I hope not. Sharks are so sharp and full of teeth."

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"Yeah," Wrath agreed, twisting the bottle cap off and taking a long drink. "No more sharp things. Though punching a shark in the face would be fucking wicked." She grinned at him and then half-bounced over to plant a kiss on his salt-watery chest.

"Hey so- Patrick gave me some money before we left. He says it was a holiday bonus but I know it was just an excuse because I told him I was freaked out about being somewhere without any way to buy food. I mean I know you have money but I was fucking panicking about not being able to get anything for myself."

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George spent a moment pondering what kind of petition he'd have to start to get a movie created where someone punched a shark in the face, and then put it on his To-Do list.

"Why were you freaked out?" George asked curiously.

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"I'm probably gonna sound like a total fucking pussy okay, but like...I like to eat." That was hardly ground-breaking information. She took a sip of her wine cooler and let it sink in for a moment while watching the waves.

"I've done some bad shit to myself, but I always ate. Because food is awesome. And then we were locked in those rooms and there was no food and that was pretty shit. Since then I been freaked out, which you probaboy noticed. And I worried that maybe...if you got mugged, or you were asleep and I was hungry-" Wrath shrugged. "I just didn't want to have to rely on you, but not because I don't think you're reliable!"

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"Hey, no, I get it," George said, leaning close to nudge Wrath gently with his shoulder. "I don't like having to rely on other people either, even if I love them more than anything."

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That was a relief. She grinned up at him then and before he could say anything about it, she downed the entire bottle and held it out in the hopes that he would give her another one.

"Lets go try to find a shark! Then you can bury me in the sand! Then we can eat a lobster or some fucking sea alien thing. And fuck! Puerto Rico is awesome!"

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George snorted in laughter before handing her another drink.

"We can go to an aquarium. Have you ever seen giant crabs up close? Their faces look like the alien from Predator."

This vacation was awesome.

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"I only want to see them if I can eat one!" Wrath said, starting in on her second wine cooler.

It was indeed the best vacation she had ever been on, and it had just begun.