“What do we do now?”, Justin asked while lying on the sand with both his hands at the back of his head like a pillow.
“What do you want us to do? It’s almost time we should head back home”, I said, watching the time on the phone and it read: 2:54 p.m.
“Should we do diving?”, he sat and snatched away my phone, smiling to send a message that we’re at the beach to swim and not to do anything on the phone.
“I don’t want to”, he took his sunglasses off and pointed me with my phone.
“You told me what I wanted to do”, I took my sunglasses off as well and snatched back my phone from his hand.
“I don’t think diving would be this great at this kind of beach. You can’t see any reef and fish in this area, Justin, it’s plain sand and ocean underwater. What do you wanna see? Your face?”
“Let’s
