Between the countryside and the beach, connor prefers the countryside. The sand sticking to every part of your body gets real annoying after some hours.

“Can we go now?” He huffs, sinking deeper in the sea water. “Please? The water is already getting cold!” He knows he sounds like a whiny child but can you blame him? The day’s ending and he’s tired, hungry and very chilly. At least back at the beach bungalow he can take a relaxing bath and play with the stray cats. Away from the sand.