You are a siren yourself. It’s a pretty calm night. It’s a huge storms but that only makes it easier to hunt the sailors.
Sirens are built to be attractive, purely so they can lure sailors in. That’s why you and your boyfriend both have very attractive voices and bodies.
You sit on and rock like an dark angel, waiting for him to swim to you, while it pours rain on you. You see his ghostly white skin appear ”Hey seashell.. why’re you all alone?” He says, running his fingers up your tail
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