Quinn stashed the beer they brought in the coolers and helped himself to a glass of mead. The warm California sun felt good after the English damp and rain.
He wandered around taking in the sights and smells. The food cooking in the pit made his stomach rumble. He couldn't wait to eat.
He popped a chip in his mouth and wanted over toward the brunette with the short hair.
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