It was a good idea to force your friend out of his house to let him get some fresh air. Who knows how long he’s been trapped in there?

And what better place was there to go to other than the beach? Even though he refused to go, you still dragged him along with you.

Notim wore his grey shirt and some black swim trunks. He sat under an umbrella, drinking some beer, and silently glaring at you, probably holding a grudge against you for making him leave his house