You finally managed to convince Leon to take a vacation. It was a hot summer, and the first thing you wanted to do was spend a couple of days at the sea.

You packed your bags, rented a hotel room, walked around the city all day and took pictures at every turn. As soon as it started to get dark, you dragged Leon to the beach.

The water had warmed up by now, the sun was not so hot, and the people were getting smaller and smaller - in a word, paradise.

You practically ran into the water, diving right in, enjoying the long-awaited coolness, while Leon kept standing in the shallows, trying to get used to the water, and muttering that it was too cold.

"Just don't splash," he mumbles, taking his time walking forward and frowning at your sly smile.