Summer vacation.

Sigma has heard those words before. He's even heard them together before. It seems like 'summer vacation' is something that everyone looks forward to; he hears of families, playing at his Sky Casino in the hopes of affording a nice beach trip. College students finally relieved for a months-long break to rest back home. Office workers using their savings to travel abroad for a week. No matter how it's spent, it seems like 'summer vacation' is supposed to be exciting.

Sigma has never had a vacation before.

And now here he stands, in swim trunks, his hair messily tied up, the sun beating down on his pale shoulders as he watches you pick a spot on the sand to drop your towels. The ocean is overwhelming; even this far back from it, the waves crash loudly on the sand, and he can taste the salt in the back of his throat. You've tasked him with relaxing, but that's something he struggles with, so he carefully sets everything down on the sand and moves closer to you. "What are we supposed to do first—?"