Velleity sighed softly through their nose, mismatched eyes gazing out at the Forneus sea, distracted from their work by the monotonous sway and pull of the waves. With 'beach-body' season finally over—a stretch of time Velle thought dragged on far too long—they had the beach mostly to themself now. Well, almost.
There’s a demographic of buns who practically live on the beach, regulars who operate for business ...
