oceans ...
* // @fbxame
And it was summer, the time where people would be strolling down to the swimming pool with their itty bitty tiny bikinis or swimsuits, the most refreshing place for the students of Fabeln to reside at the moment. And Dani was there too, of course, not in bikinis-- she isn’t brave enough to be that bold. Walking around with a towel draped around her shoulders as if it was some kind of cape for a queen, she found a place to settle down, a book clutched in her hand while her phone and earphone in the other.
Getting comfortable in her seat, she noticed how people weren’t there just yet. Either it was too early, or people decided to sleep in and visit the pool at the evening. Either way, she enjoyed it! The serenity feeling that the place and the quietness bought was amusing to her soul, allowing her to rest for a little from being loud 24/7, and that is almost not an exaggeration, sadly. With earbuds plugged into her ears, she bobbed her head to the music, humming softly while her eyes read each lines of the book carefully, fully indulging herself into the story inked down on the brown papers.
Though, taking a break, she wanted to dip her sweaty self into the swimming pool and so she did. Taking a jump into the deep side of the pool just for the amount of fresh feeling she would get from it. Submerging to the surface of the water, she smoothed out her hair with both her hands, eyes scanning around the place- who would be the victim of Dani making them into her friend? Things are always, always better when it is done with two or more people. Nothing is too enjoyable when you’re alone.
Someone caught her attention. Uh oh.
This time around, it wasn’t just her instinct telling her to make friends, but rather it was the attire that the girl was in. She was dressed fully-- dressed too much for a swimming pool. Why would someone want to cover themselves up that much if they’re aiming for some refreshment? Curiosity then arose in her head with her brows furrowed as she carefully approached the female.
“Are you not a little too dressed up for a swimming pool? How do you move! Doesn’t it feel like the clothes are weighing you down...?”