Seok: *Tugs at his shirt, hating the way it clung to his damp skin. Ah, I’m burning up.
Sang: *Lays on his back, attempting to tan. Then take off the stupid black shirt!
Seok: *Sighs, pulling it off over his head reluctantly before folding it into a neat square.
Sang: *Looks over and grins in approval. Finally~!
Seok: *Feels his face redden from sheer embarrassment. We should figure a way off this island. Build a raft or something. Make an emergency signal.
Myung: *Still fully clothed Or we could just die.
Sang: What if Pierce is on this island somewhere? Are we gonna fight her?
Myung: Doubt it.
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