They're going to the beach

"We're going where!?" Virginia wondered if she heard Sara correctly once they were inside, she could have sworn that Sara told her that they were going to the beach.

"We're going to the beach." Sara confirmed what Virginia thought she misheard, and Virginia began ordering her thoughts to try to explain why a goth wouldn't be caught dead at a beach, but before she could, Sara pulled out a pink bikini with a white flower print "you'll look great in this!"

Virginia's brain just about shut down at that moment, not only did Sara want her to go to the beach, she wanted her there in the most ungoth-like bikini she could imagine, granted, that was on Virginia's lack of imagination, it could have had cute cartoon animals, but this was close.

"And what will you be wearing?" Virginia was half expecting her to say that she won't be wearing a swimsuit, that is, she would be wearing nothing at all.

"Oh, I'll wear a one-piece suit." Somehow, Sara's answer was even worse than that, the only way it could be worse than Sara going naked was with Sara covering more skin than her, Virginia buried her face in her hands and sighed deeply, Sara elaborated further "which I will accidentally lose at some point, of course."

"Of course." Virginia nodded, reminding herself that she signed up for this, she considered that this might have been a form of post orgasm clarity kicking in, but for the life of her she couldn't fathom why.

With the plan laid out, the girls changed and got into the car (Sara even lent Virginia a towel alongside the bikini, just for the car ride), heading out to the beach.