@little-sailor-boy
It was way too early, but if he tried going back to sleep he wouldn’t be able to wake up again. Despite it being this early, he took this chance to head on outside, exiting his house. Ankho made his way to one of the pathways toward the beach. Batley County was a nice place to live for this type of occasion, and he somehow enjoyed the smell of salty air. ❈
He rested his hands on the edge of the railing, and started singing softly, each words being muttered out. His main focus as an idol wasn’t singing but acting. The boy wasn’t a bad singer though, and when he felt like singing was when he shined the most. Finally waking up a bit more, he started to raise his voice louder through the salty air, only to stop part-way once he heard footsteps not far from him. ❈
“Where did you come from?” he didn’t expect a kid to be up this early and let alone notice him singing. Not that he minded, but he feels he’s seen him around once or twice. Perhaps they also lived in the area, but they’ve never actually communicated. ❈
