Mar 12, 2020
To the Beach
@sadistic-second (closed starter) Go to the beach, they said. It would be good for him, they said. It would be no trouble at all, they said. Even though it defied every protocol, every safety regulation Rufus could think of, his Turks insisted. But with the look on their faces after being cooped up in a tiny cabin in the woods for so long, Rufus decidedly withheld his opinion… his… many opinions. Between geostigma and a crippled leg, he had hardly the energy to fight it. He could only wince as the wheelchair stopped dead in its tracks once the wheels hit the sand. Sighing, Rufus pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering, “I suppose I should have seen this coming.”