08-12-2018, 12:50 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:arial; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]Stellamaris had so much free time, but miraculously never had the chance to mull things over about her relationships in Sunhaven and how she wanted to expand on them - get better, in a way. She just got promoted, after all, and it seemed as if she would be here for a long time; it even (briefly) made her entertain the notion of settling down once and for all.
She was quite bored today, like she tended to be every day. This boredom did not cease to exist until she busied herself with something she enjoyed, and she figured she ought to concern herself with finally opening one of those nasty coconuts on the beach, which was why she ended up on the beach in the first place, walking along the shore.
It was then that she spotted Monroe.
Monroe was... her friend? Or something. He was a little small, height wise, which was weird because she always imagined herself with someone bigger, but Monroe was strong, so she guessed that overturned it. He was half fish, she thought — and that was certainly attractive. Not ideal, but enticing. Stella liked different. At least she thinks that she does. Or maybe she just likes watching him dance around her with that funny pirate talk he does, and how he constantly stares. At first it had been unnerving; now, she strangely grew accustomed to the attention.
Stellamaris watched him curiously from afar without approaching him, until he started to yell and shout — that was when she leaped forward, trotting up to him to see what had happened.
She leaned over. There was a fish on his face.
A fish!
"I thought you were some kind of fish thing. Why is it attacking you?" she wasn't entirely worried by the genuine look of curiosity on her face as he struggled with the octopus, large eyes bright. If one looked closely, there was even a glint of glee. She struggled not to laugh. "Did you insult it?"
She was quite bored today, like she tended to be every day. This boredom did not cease to exist until she busied herself with something she enjoyed, and she figured she ought to concern herself with finally opening one of those nasty coconuts on the beach, which was why she ended up on the beach in the first place, walking along the shore.
It was then that she spotted Monroe.
Monroe was... her friend? Or something. He was a little small, height wise, which was weird because she always imagined herself with someone bigger, but Monroe was strong, so she guessed that overturned it. He was half fish, she thought — and that was certainly attractive. Not ideal, but enticing. Stella liked different. At least she thinks that she does. Or maybe she just likes watching him dance around her with that funny pirate talk he does, and how he constantly stares. At first it had been unnerving; now, she strangely grew accustomed to the attention.
Stellamaris watched him curiously from afar without approaching him, until he started to yell and shout — that was when she leaped forward, trotting up to him to see what had happened.
She leaned over. There was a fish on his face.
A fish!
"I thought you were some kind of fish thing. Why is it attacking you?" she wasn't entirely worried by the genuine look of curiosity on her face as he struggled with the octopus, large eyes bright. If one looked closely, there was even a glint of glee. She struggled not to laugh. "Did you insult it?"