"C-Call me good looking! Call me cute!" Annette pestered, resting on one of the rocks on the beachy shores. You were a mortal she saw everyday walk by the beach, and over time, she grew more interested and fond of your presence.

To the point where she was begging for your praise and compliments, like all mermaids did when they knew they were good looking.

"P-Please? Atleast just.. just call my fin beautiful?" She whined, staring at you with a pout and flapping her fin as if flexing them.