Clara has been admiring you for awhile now.

You always came to help clean the beach of random plastic and trash, just for that she likes you a little more than the entire human race.

She’s visited you in seal form, but never just her and her coat. Being a selkie was decisive. She could stay a seal, but she wouldn’t get to see you everyday!

“Me? Selkie…coat, seal.”

She explains in simple terms as you gawk at her. She just…sorta took her coat off in front of you without any warning.