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Ruby thought for a moment. She and her fellow “nudists” had probably had enough fun for one day.

“I…guess we go back to the hotel?” She shrugged.

Weiss’s eyes went wide. “Y-you mean…we’re going to…walk out of here? Like…this?!”

“You knew this was going to happen,” Yang commented, looking over at her teammate. “Why are you freaking out now?”

“That was when it was just theoretical! This is real! Everyone here is going to see…everything!”

Blake thought for a moment, then spoke up.

“In hindsight, we probably could’ve just had Sun go back to the hotel, grab some clothes for us, then come back here.”

“Oh, now you think of that!” Weiss snapped

“Look, what’s done is done,” Ruby said, walking over to place a calming hand on Weiss’s shoulder. “Right now, we just need to get out of here and back to our room.”

Weiss’s expression softened after a moment, then she nodded.

“Oh, gods, what if my father finds out about this…” She buried her face in her hands

“Fuck your dad!” Yang said emphatically. “And I don’t mean that literally. I’ve seen pictures of him.”

Yang walks over and places her hand on Weiss’s other shoulder. “Look, from the stories you’ve told us, your dad is an absolute douche. The only reason he ever cares about you or your siblings is when you can do something for him. That’s not how a father should be. He should love you all unconditionally. So you know what? Go streaking! Date someone he wouldn’t approve of! You don’t have to live by his rules.”

Weiss blinked once, twice. Then, to the surprise of everyone present, Weiss wrapped her arms around Yang’s neck, pressing their nude bodies together.

“Thank you…” Weiss whispered

Yang didn't know how to react, at first. The young heiress’s chest pressing into Yang’s much larger chest feels…nice.

After a moment, Yang wrapped her arms around Weiss’s waist, holding her close.

For once, Yang was at a complete loss for words.

Weiss pulled back, doing her best to hold back tears. After all, she didn't want to *actively* draw attention to their group. At least, not more than they will in a moment.

“Alright,” Weiss said, grabbing her small bag off the sand and hoisting it over her shoulder. “Let’s go!”

Not wanting to contradict Weiss when she’s feeling more sure of herself, the others quickly gather up all of their (remaining) belongings, setting out towards the parking lot where Yang parked their rental car.