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-—Found My Way Out—Default—3:47—-

"C'mon Squall! Quit being such a slowpoke!" she yelled from the other side of the beach.

With a slight grumble, I made my way there in a jog. The sand was hot and getting into my sandals with the odd rock or two. This was exactly why I didn't wear sandals or go to the beach. And that wasn't even counting the growing sunburn on my back. That was exactly why I didn't go shirtless outside.

When I finally made it to where she was; all it took was her smile to make me forget about all my bitching. She was my way out.