casimir stood on the shoreline, the sea breeze brushing his skin. his t-shirt was a little big, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his baggy jeans. he'd thrown his sweatshirt over his shoulder, since he had been a little bit warm. it was quiet, the wind whistling in his ears and the waves rippling over the shore. he'd always enjoyed the beach in late autumn. he didn't like it when it was hot, so it was like the perfect weather for him.

he looked around, taking a sip of his coffee. the skies were gray and cloudy, a few drops of rain beginning to fall. he liked the rain. casimir looked up at the sky, sighing softly. he closed his eyes. his black hair was messy from the wind.