ˇ ༚ STARTER ˒ open to @fairytop1as . location ˒ the beach, collecting shells.
‹ ✽ › a light-blue linen shirt covering his torso and khaki shorts leaving the lower half of his legs out in the open, julian moved through the beach unhurried, squatting down every few steps to pick up a new shell and observe it before deciding if it was worth adding it to his collection or not. he had discarded the last three, and was inspecting a fourth candidate when someone cast over him a shadow noticeable enough to make him stop and turn. “ excuse— ” he interrupted himself immediately, the second he noticed who the person was. he rolled his eyes and breathed out a laugh. “ nana, seriously ? are you here to laugh at me once again, or will you help me find the perfect pink shell for my collection ? ” it was always like this with them, every time they crossed paths — nana would never let him live down the only time they went out on a date and he was an absolute, loser mess.