Jul 18, 2015
pigdazzling
Blond eyebrows furrowed as Mello focused on the beach area in front of him. He sat, cross-legged and planted firmly in his spot while he mindlessly ran the sand between his fingers.
He folded his arms as he saw a small girl, carrying what looked like a pig, walk in front of his view. Had Mello actually ever seen a pig up close and personal before?
Well, first time for everything, he supposed.
“Are pigs even allowed on this beach?” He mused out loud. Considering all the weird shit that he’d seen, it shouldn’t be that surprising.