Elias
"Aye, you've got that right. A tan is a thing of survival," he had to give her that. He planted his fishing pole in the sand, handle-first, and dropped to sit beside of her, toes digging into the sand, his basket next to him.
"Oh? Can you tell me what you'd use to treat seasickness?" He was curious of her answer, because he could use some of that--sometimes they took passengers aboard his ship, and those people sometimes struggled with being at sea.
"I wasn't expecting you in a suit like that," he hummed, shoving a hand through his hair, flashing her a smile."It suits you." He admitted the words easily.
"Oh? Can you tell me what you'd use to treat seasickness?" He was curious of her answer, because he could use some of that--sometimes they took passengers aboard his ship, and those people sometimes struggled with being at sea.
"I wasn't expecting you in a suit like that," he hummed, shoving a hand through his hair, flashing her a smile."It suits you." He admitted the words easily.
I'm so tired of the shore, let me in, baby,
You're an ocean beautiful and blue, I wanna swim in you.
You're an ocean beautiful and blue, I wanna swim in you.
