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afterthought2022-01-05 06:41 pm
darkdivide) wrote in afterthought2022-01-05 06:41 pm
I'll come up with a title later
[This is what he loves. The sun on his skin. Salt water in his hair.
It's any wonder that Riku even goes anywhere else other than the beach. His very first memories involve this place. He never forgets the smell of the ocean and it seems almost as if the water was calling out to the boy. Any time he finished school or work or anything at all, he instantly could be found on the beach or already in the water with his board. It made him easy to find, but difficult for anyone trying to find Riku to pry him away from the water itself.
He couldn't help it. There was something about the water. Whether it was swimming or surfing, it just felt natural to him. Better and more comfortable and confident than he ever felt on land.
Sometimes that is a problem though, especially with how the evening is starting to look. The waves are getting more choppy and harsh. It was getting to be harder to control his board. And those big dark clouds that are starting to roll in are omnious looking at best.
Yet, Riku doesn't seem mind or could be ignoring the danger. He's still out on the waves, trying to control that irrant board of his. He probably should be heading back soon, but just one more ride... one more wave...
Could be his last, but he just wants to ride it no matter what happens.]
It's any wonder that Riku even goes anywhere else other than the beach. His very first memories involve this place. He never forgets the smell of the ocean and it seems almost as if the water was calling out to the boy. Any time he finished school or work or anything at all, he instantly could be found on the beach or already in the water with his board. It made him easy to find, but difficult for anyone trying to find Riku to pry him away from the water itself.
He couldn't help it. There was something about the water. Whether it was swimming or surfing, it just felt natural to him. Better and more comfortable and confident than he ever felt on land.
Sometimes that is a problem though, especially with how the evening is starting to look. The waves are getting more choppy and harsh. It was getting to be harder to control his board. And those big dark clouds that are starting to roll in are omnious looking at best.
Yet, Riku doesn't seem mind or could be ignoring the danger. He's still out on the waves, trying to control that irrant board of his. He probably should be heading back soon, but just one more ride... one more wave...
Could be his last, but he just wants to ride it no matter what happens.]