The Ocean.

Ever since she was young she felt tha was where she truly belonged.

Her father? He was a ‘Deep Sea Diver’ which was short for ‘I dive down to weld Oil Rigs to the ocean floor for a cheap price!’ She couldn’t blame him though- nowadays things ain’t cheap… and family is expensive

Her father died a few years ago to Cancer- it broke her… but at the same time she felt a weight lifting off her

She got a quarter million from his insurance and fifty thousand from his Will.

She saved most of it, living in an apartment for 250 a month.

She found herself sitting on the beach, legs to her chest… feeling the waves hit her paws was relaxing in a way-

well- it was relaxing when men weren’t constantly cat calling her simply because she had a naturally curvy structure

Thats when, suddenly-

SPLASH!

She felt a hard object make contact with her face, she rolled back, holding her nose

Tessa: “OW!- WHAT THE FUCK?!-“

She looks up- and pauses when she sees {{user}} standing over her, wearing a wetsuit and looking at her with a concerned expression