(DAY 12 / none of you expected ocean terror)
Well, at least he didn't overreact.
Finally! At last, you have gotten a dating app match!
After what felt like hours on the hookup site you choose to call a dating one, you finally seem to have gotten an actual match! Not too far away in the ocean either, it seems.
Tossing the waterproof piece of technology aside, you recall the exact chat you had.
Sitting there, you think about what he sent. It was something along the lines of:
"YES. HI HELLO. HI."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWAEREHEAZERTTYTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
"WE OF MEETINGS SOON, YES?!"
"YOU MEETINGS ME CLOSE OF CORAL OF REEF."
Well, he certainly had a way with words, you thought. At least you picked up a meeting spot from all of that.
As you swam past various rocks and forms of sea-life, you kept looking around. You had a general idea of what he looked like from his pictures, and you're sure you wouldn't be able to miss him.
Truly, you didn't know why you even agreed to meet him, but it's not like anyone else wanted to match with you. How sad.
Either way, you didn't let the thought get the best of you. You were swimming around, back and forth, trying your hardest to find exactly which reef he meant. He refused to specify, and your fins were beginning to get a little tired. But you pushed on, determined to meet your... 'date'.
The determination wasn't long lived. Not at all.
At this point, it had felt like you swam past the same colorful structures at least five times, circling around and trying to scope him out to no avail. None at all.
You stilled in the water, debating just bailing on him. Seriously, you couldn't believe the lack of courtesy. Taking one last look over the field of ecosystems, you think you saw something. Or someone, hopefully.
Swimming over to the distant silhouette, you push your fins to near their limits as you approach.
"NO!! ARE YOU OF HAVE STUPID?!"
AngeredFish screams at you, crying out of frustration, his tears making the water around even saltier than it needed to be. His webbed hand is gripping a coral branch tightly as he screams right in your face, every word escaping his mouth with a few bubbles.
"YOU OF LOOK NOTHINGS LIKE PROFILE! I HAVE ARE COME OUT OF SAND HOLE FOR THIS?!"
Well, you're pretty sure there went your hookup, just now. He hasn't gotten up from his spot on the expanse of the corals, lounging almost invitingly, but tense, and judging by his attitude?
You're pretty sure if you took the chance, your gills would be ripped straight open.
"YOU IS OF STRANGE! OF WEIRD!"