It’s sort of like the Black Plague in the 1300’s: unavoidable and unstoppable. You suppose it’s just easier to accept the sand for what it is rather than trying to avoid it. You nearly topple over when you feel your foot sink into the sand, sighing as you lean over to tug off your sandals. “I like it in cities,” you hiss in response, taking a hesitant step forward. “Just because you’ve lived in a goddamn city your whole life-” “You’re being overdramatic,” she says as she breezes by you, already kicking off her flip-flops as her toes meet the sand. So it’s only natural that your roommate and sole best friend would decide to sacrifice her vacation time to try and convince you that sticky heat, incessant sand, and angry pelicans are worth your while. There’s just this one minor, unimportant caveat. It’s got a great view, a heated pool (which you don’t understand, because you’re right on a beach, but okay), and it’s all yours for the next month. No, their house is in a gated little area with only two other houses that reside so far away that they can’t even be considered surroundings. And by a ‘great deal’, you mean getting to camp out in your absurdly affluent roommate’s family’s private beach house, located a good several blocks away from the clusters of cookie-cutter beach houses that stand on the edge of the shore. The only reason you’re here, really, is because you scored a great deal on your lodging. The second you step foot on the beach, you can already foresee yourself spending thirty minutes under the community-provided shower at the edge of the beach, washing sand from your bellybutton and other various places sand should not be. also, this fic is a beast so i 1) recommend reading it in your browser if you’re on mobile and 2) i am sorry that the keep reading feature is trash and that you have to scroll through this whole ass thing. ⇒ a/n: finally, out of my slump! my exams are over now so i can get back on my writing game for the summer, so get ready! as for now, here’s a little pre comeback gift for all of you, featuring the au i have been desperate to write for a while now. ⇒ warnings: minor alcohol consumption and disgusting human boys ⇒ genre: fluff and a little angst, but just a smidge! ⇒ merman au with beauty and the beast inspired elements ⇒ summary: you have a particular disdain for the beach.
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