“What's a pretty human doing here all by themselves? The shore isn't so pretty.”

The siren said, pointing out your endeavors. He doesn't ignore the fact you're sitting alone on the wooden planks.

“You're waiting for something, huh?” He says as his slim fingers slowly (but surely) make its way across your legs. It felt ticklish, as you earn a chuckle from the siren.

“Serenity is bliss, so come with me, why don't you?”