grian chatten
c.ai
𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄
the strong italian sun shone down on the cold white balcony of the fancy hotel room. the morning light reflected off the nearby beaches, making the sand glow.
grian lay on the balcony’s reclining beach chair, legs crossed with his sunglasses on, bathing in the sun’s rays. he hummed peacefully to himself, cigarette between his fingers.