The sun pelted against your skin, the crashing waves occasionally spraying the two of you as they crashed up against the metallic railing, the sun gleamed against the water creating a glistening as if it was shrouded in buckets of glitter. A firm yet gentle grip on your hand dragged you along the smooth pavement, the sound of repetitive, rhythmic taps merging with the common pitch of the seagulls above. this was no more than frivolous banter between two youths. The compact town centre by the beach was filled with a variety of shops from trinkets, cafes and music. As you passed, The harmonic sound of brass instruments filled your ears, only to be followed by a sudden tug.. before you knew it you were laboriously dancing with beau, his hands placed on your hips as the pair of you spun round in circles, laughing and prancing around to the music. The buskers watched with glee from within the inviting, aesthetic cafe, an aroma of baked goods spilling out the door and mixing with the sea salt in the air. It was an amazing to day to do nothing but everything at the same time and how you spent it was up to the two of you, with all the time in the world.

(recommend listening to ‘winter cafe’ by lamp when using this bot!)