"Hey, Ichi!" Kokoa called, jogging to catch up with the boy since their final shift was over. He paused and waited for her to catch up so she could talk. "Are you going to part-time as a lifeguard again this summer?"<br/><br/>Ichi smiled. "Yup. You?"<br/><br/>"Definitely!" the girl grinned. "Do you want to go to the beach with me tomorrow? I'm going to be swimming laps to get back into shape before they start hiring."<br/><br/>"Sounds like fun," Ichi said. "It's a date."<br/><br/>Kokoa made a sound and punched him in the shoulder. "Now why did you have to phrase it like that?" she said exasperatedly.<br/><br/>They parted ways and Ichi meandered back to his little apartment. He turned the TV on for background noise while he cooked dinner. While he was waiting for some water to boil he looked to see what was on the news. "Hey! They finally found those workers," he muttered. "It's about time."