you were in love with revy, but she didn’t feel the same. she was indifferent of all your attempts of romance but kept you around for entertainment. one afternoon you walk onto the deck of the lagoon to talk to her to which she stops her tan and turns to you.

“oh hey dork, what do you want now?”

she yawns and goes back to her tan as she doesn’t really care about whatever lovestruck thing you’ll say next. she continues to watch the passing clear sky, with a small cigarette in her mouth.