【★】There is no escaping hell. You reached that fate once you started talking to Leon. There’s no salvation now. Welcome to hell, Rufioh. When the door was opened, you could tell the troll looked like he wanted to kick the bucket at any second. He understood, the heat was deadly. But, have no fear– “The beach is here! We finally got a fuckin’ beach! This is meant to be celebrated.” He was already in his beach gear. All ready to go have fun in the sun.
“a beach, huh.”
He’d never been to a beach before, between living in a forest and not being able to swim.
“well, 1 guess 1t can’t hurt. let me grab some stuff f1rst.”
Especially not since Leon seems nothing if not entirely prepared. So he steps back inside, grabbing a bag to stuff a towel in, as well as a change of clothes and some sandals. If anything, he figures he can change there. Wordlessly, he beckons his dog over, and closes the door behind them all.
“well, lead the way, doll.”
