Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2017 21:24:52 GMT
The sea felt so nice as it splashed up his legs and across his feet. Alfie was on the final mile of his 7 mile run, and boy was he hot. He could feel the beads of sweat trickling down his back, only made worse by the sun beating down on his shoulder. He was wearing plain black Calvin Klein running shorts, paired with his favourite Nike trainers. They were a little worse for wear, because he only wore them to run on the beach, but they were his go-to comfy pair! Why waste a brand new pair on getting soggy?!
The music pumped through his ears, blaring out from his headphones. His playlist was coming to the end and he could see his ending in sight. Another minute tops, and he'd be there! He kept pushing, his long legs now aching. He could feel the burn in the back of his calves, and he knew he'd have to have some serious stretching off when he finished. His stride continued, his eyes focused on his goal.
Or at least, they were. Before he landed face first on the sand, though his body was on top of something else. A person. Oh my god, his body was on top of a person! "Shit, sorry!" He pulled his headphone straight out of his ear, standing up as quickly as he could. The poor girl! She'd been relaxing at the beach and he practically just squashed her! He held out his hand to pull her up, his face not only flushed red from exercising, but also from embarrassment.
"Oh my god, I am so, so sorry!" He couldn't get his words out quick enough - his mouth was dry from running and he was practically panting from behing out of breath. "Are you hurt? Please tell me I didn't hurt you?!" How did he even miss her in the first place? His accent came through strong, as if embarrassment and nerves made it more pronounced. "I swear if I've hurt you please just tell me so I can like, take you to a doctor or something!"
The music pumped through his ears, blaring out from his headphones. His playlist was coming to the end and he could see his ending in sight. Another minute tops, and he'd be there! He kept pushing, his long legs now aching. He could feel the burn in the back of his calves, and he knew he'd have to have some serious stretching off when he finished. His stride continued, his eyes focused on his goal.
Or at least, they were. Before he landed face first on the sand, though his body was on top of something else. A person. Oh my god, his body was on top of a person! "Shit, sorry!" He pulled his headphone straight out of his ear, standing up as quickly as he could. The poor girl! She'd been relaxing at the beach and he practically just squashed her! He held out his hand to pull her up, his face not only flushed red from exercising, but also from embarrassment.
"Oh my god, I am so, so sorry!" He couldn't get his words out quick enough - his mouth was dry from running and he was practically panting from behing out of breath. "Are you hurt? Please tell me I didn't hurt you?!" How did he even miss her in the first place? His accent came through strong, as if embarrassment and nerves made it more pronounced. "I swear if I've hurt you please just tell me so I can like, take you to a doctor or something!"
