by cryinghour
“It’s kind of exciting, isn’t it?” Connie said to him, as she popped a fry-bit into her mouth.
They were currently sitting on the boardwalk, on one of the shorter areas, before the wooden planks set to jut out over the ocean’s waves; Connie had taken the time to unclasp her sandals and had her toes buried into the warm sand, was kicking it up and digging them into it idly. School had been out for a good month or so at this point, the conclusion of her junior year a fading memory already, and she was spending her abundance of free time on a myriad of things, but primarily with her favorite person.
“Huh? What is?” her one and only Jam Bud said, blinking his eyes with confusion.
She rolled her eyes, holding up a finger as she finished chewing - it wasn’t polite to talk with her mouth full, friendly company or not - but she was too fired up to just let this go, even if Steven had been kind of weirdly distracted today, had clearly not been following along with the flow of conversation today.
(Which was fine! Sometimes that’s just how Steven was, lately, especially after everything that had happened - she had all the patience in the world for him, really.)
“The - the beach siren, the water walker - the ocean’s watcher , Steven! PeeDee was talking about it - haven’t you heard about her yet?” She gestured out to the ocean across the beach from them, could feel the grin lighting up her eyes as her words painted the picture.
(read the rest on ao3!)
i had a lot of nonbinary feelings about this one ahaha. big thanks to @moominquartz for beta-ing!!
