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[plantfood]

It's early enough still that the girls might be sleeping, so when Mathias knocks, he does so softly. He told Neil days ago to be ready, that he wanted to go surfing after having not gone for months, it seems like, so he's hoping that he's not going to wake Neil up, too.

The borrowed surfboard is propped up, not far away, and Mathias glances back toward it as he waits, hoping that he hasn't been loud enough to wake the dogs either. Though he and Neil both have plenty of help, it's rare for them to get together without all the girls and dogs involved and he finds that he's really looking forward to it. The island has changed his life in a lot of ways and he's grateful for all of them, but sometimes, it's still nice to take a break.

He has a towel, dry clothes, some food tossed in a bag. As far as he can tell, it's going to be a good day.

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[little_moons]

I'm halfway into my wetsuit, halfway packed up, halfway to the fucking door when I hear that quiet knock. Dexter skitters in from the back room, but luckily, he's at least sort of well behaved, 'cause when I hiss at him, he doesn't start barking or anything. Stampede of dogs avoided.

Zipping up my suit, I step into some sandals, which'll be more than fine to walk down to the beach in, grab my bag and open the door just wide enough for me to slip through.

"Hey," I grin, making sure the door's shut so the cats don't get away. Again. They always come back, but there's usually a couple of days of panic before they do.