Pretty Merlady! || Ariel & Scott
Starter for @atlanticasariel
Swimming was something Scott had a love/hate relationship with. Thanks to him being a werewolf, and basically having fur, he always smelled like wet dog for a couple hours after drying off. Scott usually never got self-conscious, but smelling like wet dog was just something that he hated about being a werewolf. Granted, it really hasn’t happened since middle specifically, but it was horrible during those times. He could usually grin and bear it for his friend if they were hanging out, mainly due to the fact that Scott is having too much fun to really stress about it.
Looking out onto the ocean, Scott could already smell the wet dog clinging to him, causing his chest to tighten slightly. He didn’t exactly know if he smelled already or not, which is why his body was semi-locked into place. Hearing the splashing of the waves usually calmed people, but it had the opposite.
Scowling at himself, “C-C’mon you scaredy pup! It’s just some w-water! You drink a shit ton of it everyd-day!”
Scott got so frustrated at himself that he kicked a decent amount of sand into the water, venting out some of the frustration he had in his body.