The ice cream shop on the beach wasn't as busy as they thought it would be. The nearby tables were occupied with families out for a late-night snack. The four of them sat at a table on the beach, watching the ocean waves crash against the rocks.
Damon continuously dusted the sand off himself, wondering how it got on him in the first place.
"I hate sand". He said brushing it off his shirt. "What do you girls want to do next?" He asked.
"Let's go over there" Mindy pointed to the shooting game.
"It's a waste of time. They rig the game, when you hit the target, it doesn't fall over". Alexa scooped up the last bit of her ice cream and shoved it into her mouth.
"It wouldn't hurt to give it a try", Damon told her, dusting the sand off his jeans.
Alexa leaned closer to Mindy. "I need to
