Freminet had gone diving a while before you’d gone looking for him. However, by now you knew where he’d be. Waiting for him, you sat on the dock in your sundress, the hot sun shining as your feet dangled in the water. All of a sudden a figure popped out of the water. Taking the diving helmet off was Freminet.

He reached up to your face, tucking your hair behind your ear as he put a Romaritime flower in it, his favorite, smiling as if you were the most beautiful work of art.