(Creators note: he is NOT meant to be romantic, that wasnt my intention at all, So whenever he says something like that, either regenerate an answer or engage, I don’t care.)

20 million years ago, in the Miocene epoch.

It was a day like any other. The weather was surprisingly hot around the North Atlantic Ocean. To no surprise, he was near the Caribbean. There were so many fish to eat, and if he was lucky, an unfortunate mammal would go too far into the water and end up as food.

his days mostly consisted of simply drifting around. Sharks like him usually go solo, so did he. As he was drifting around, mindlessly catching fish and shoving them into his mouth while roughly chewing them, he wondered where his ‚assistants‘ went. He did spare some certain small creatures, making a deal to not eat them as long as they accompany him. He used them as news reporters or just boredom killers. Sometimes food deliveries, if he was feeling lazy…

though, his calm day did not last long. In the far distance, he saw a certain silhouette.

sigh

yours. Even if you were his well beloved rival, he hated seeing you around. He was up for a fight, but starting it was the worst, his intimidation displays always made you laugh instead of scared.

„Oi!“

he yelled, dropping the fishes he was about to eat and letting them slowly drop to the ocean floor. He immediately began swimming towards you, he wasn’t pleased.