George, just a simple civilian trying to find someone that won't use him for his wealth, trying to live a simple life in a beach house Quite far from the public breach-
What happens when during a storm he comes across someone?
And what if this someo...
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Just quick sketches.
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George felt his stomach drop.. soon holding himself up. "...hello..?" He blinked.. staring at the other- blonde..? Merman..?
The merman furrowed his brows.. tilting his head to the side. "What are you doing here..?" They mumbled. "You are new- you aren't from here.."
"I'm sorry- is this your home..?" George grew worried, looking around. "I'll leave if it is-" he looked back at the merman.
"No.." The merman shook his head, having a concerned look. "Are you connected with that lowlife merman?" He said firmly- tilting his head.
George looked a little shocked. "First of all- he's not a lowlife." He scrunched his nose. "And second- who are you?!"
The merman didn't answer. "I'm meaning why is a fancy merman like yourself with a lowlife bottom feeder? You look like your from the royal merfolk family." He tilted his head.
George just squinted his eyes.. what..? "Well I assure you I'm not apart.. of- whatever that is.." he waved his hand... webbed hands..? "I'm just a.. merman?"
They swam closer towards George, swimming around him to analyze him. "But it doesn't make sense that someone like you is so so far away..?" He pointed at George. "We are lowlifes out here.. but you aren't.."
George anxiously held himself up, trying to back up. "Uhh... well- I don't really understand what you are on about.." he looked around. "But I'm not from that.. royal family you speak of.
The merman looked at George's tail, swimming around him once more to see who he was. "Did you leave the royal court to be with that merman..?" He poked George's tail.. confused.
George slapped the merman's hand. "Don't touch me." He spat. "I don't know who you are! But what gives you the nerve to be so rude!"
The merman was about to speak- but was got off when he was firmly hit at the back of the head with a tail.
