AGGRAVATION ☆ human beach au

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Beach trips weren't super common for Feza. It was mostly because it was a very, very long drive and using a tricycle sometimes was more exhausting than the payout was worth. Today was a warm day. Today was a very, very good day to break out the bike and roll all the way down to the beach. She hadn't wore anything over the vibrant swimsuit that she wore - yellows and reds and blues that absolutely summarized her ever vibrant personality. She did have a bag with her, a bag that carried her goggles and towel and swimming shoes and an underwater flashlight. A tricycle, Feza would claim, was better than any other bike in many ways. She didn't have to lean it against something because it supported itself! Tricycles were the epitome of innovation in her mind. It could not be bested in any way.

"I didn' bring any sunscreen or I'd, I would offer you some, sorry," Feza chattered as she came walking over. She had left her bag and towel at her bike, but was currently shoving her goggles onto her face. She'd gotten to see the ending portion of the surfing the other had done, and she was absolutely amazed. Not that Feza would attempt surfing, for there were more than just 'innovative prowess' behind her use of a tricycle. Her balance was horrific in many different ways. "It's super pretty out today, though!" She agreed after a brief pause to sit and start wedging on the swim shoes. She stood back up and hobbled on one foot so she could shove the other shoe on. Then her hands again raised to move her brown hair so that she could work on fixing up how tight the goggles were on her face. Feza practically skipped on down to the water's edge, now messing with her flashlight and rapidly shaking it as if it would somehow get it to start working. "No more snow, no, no more seven layers of clothes! It's, it's super exciting!"

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