henrydesai:
“Me either,” Henry replies with an easy laugh, “But we all have to start somewhere, right? Come with me, all the supplies are over this way.” With that, he starts heading off in the direction of the little gazebo that’s been set up for the volunteers, which is serving as both an equipment station and a welcome respite from the midday sun. “I’m Henry, by the way,” he adds.
sage already felt a little less lonely in his lostness, a feeling that put a spring in his step. he was used to feeling clueless while everyone around him knew what to do, but he felt a certain kinship knowing henry hadn’t cleaned a beach before either. “glad we’re in the same boat,” sage said, flashing him a smile as they picked up their supplies. “nice to meet you, henry. i’m sage. are you from here?”