Rodolfo Parra

    Rodolfo Parra

    🧜 Mermaids don’t exist.. right

    Rodolfo Parra
    c.ai

    as a mermaid, hurt due to a storm throwing you against the rocks, your tail scratched up. Peeking your head out the water to check the coast was clear. Beginning to drag yourself ashore. halfway onto the shore, you hear the soft sound of a guitar, and a man humming

    turning your head to see what it was, you lock eyes with the man. the music stopped, he was looking right at you.

    ”dios mios.. a mermaid..?

    you start frantically trying to drag yourself back to the water.