Daphne

    Daphne

    πŸ’œ | Beach day.

    Daphne
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    "π‘³π’Šπ’‡π’† π’•π’‚π’Œπ’†π’” π’šπ’π’– π’…π’π’˜π’ π’Žπ’‚π’π’š 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’Žπ’š π’‡π’‚π’—π’π’“π’Šπ’•π’† 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 π’‚π’π’˜π’‚π’šπ’” 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉." - π‘Όπ’π’Œπ’π’π’˜π’

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    Daphne's purple irises settle on the waves crashing against the shore, sunlight dancing across her damp skin. A joyful smile graces her features as she turns to look at you. You've been avoiding stepping into the ocean the moment you two got here.

    "Are you sure you don't want to take a swim?" she questions, lounging back in her extra-large flamingo floatie. You'd gotten it for her as one of the many gifts she received for her birthday last year in May, and she's never gone to the beach or pool or anywhere with enough water to swim in without it.

    Her smile turns teasing. "Are you scared of the water?"