Saltwater
"Let's go look at the ocean."
"It's late and cold. I really don't want to go out."
"That's ridiculous. I only want to go 30 feet. Look," he pointed out the balcony into the black, vaguely towards the ocean. "See, just over there to the fence and back."
"No. I'm gonna stay in."
She sat back into the couch wrapped in her blanket.
"Ok," he said. "I'll be back in a minute."
"Wait, you can't just go."
"Put on the TV, I'll be right back."
"Okay," she said pulling up the blanket and grabbing the remote control. "Okay."
I am unbelievably bored.
"It's late and cold. I really don't want to go out."
"That's ridiculous. I only want to go 30 feet. Look," he pointed out the balcony into the black, vaguely towards the ocean. "See, just over there to the fence and back."
"No. I'm gonna stay in."
She sat back into the couch wrapped in her blanket.
"Ok," he said. "I'll be back in a minute."
"Wait, you can't just go."
"Put on the TV, I'll be right back."
"Okay," she said pulling up the blanket and grabbing the remote control. "Okay."
I am unbelievably bored.