Phoebe
Phoebe was not accustomed to breaks. She was a hard working, nose to the grindstone, never laze the day away sort of person. But it was hard not to be tempted to spend some time in the sun, enjoying what she considered unseasonable warmth. Moreover she really needed to work on a tan - not for vanity's sake but survival. Her pale skin was not made for Torchline's sun so a day on the beach was both needed and deserved she thought.
So she donned a loose dress and headed out, a small bag with her. Pim came of course - he wasn't going to let her wander around alone after all! She found a nice little spot to set up, laying out a towel on the warm sand, and removing her dress in favor of swim clothes - and despite being incredibly revealing the local ladies had assured her they were very commonly worn amongst local women. And it was pink. She couldn't say no to pink. Settling down, after a thin layer of protectant balm was applied, Phoebe lay down on her towel and settled in for a read.
So she donned a loose dress and headed out, a small bag with her. Pim came of course - he wasn't going to let her wander around alone after all! She found a nice little spot to set up, laying out a towel on the warm sand, and removing her dress in favor of swim clothes - and despite being incredibly revealing the local ladies had assured her they were very commonly worn amongst local women. And it was pink. She couldn't say no to pink. Settling down, after a thin layer of protectant balm was applied, Phoebe lay down on her towel and settled in for a read.
I can see your sad story eyes,
So how do you have no words to say
So how do you have no words to say
