𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 | 𝐜. 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

𝐨𝐧𝐞

every summer freya's family traveled to hawaii for vacation. it was always the same. arrive, visit the house, go to the beach.

it was always the same.

she stayed in a beautiful home right off the water in honolulu, well it was more oahu but honolulu sounds better so that was what she told everyone.

she was there from the months of june to august. all summer.

—

she had just landed in the airport and couldn't be more excited to get to the house. luckily, the family always got a rental car for the trip and now that freya was eighteen, she got her own rental too.

her parents got an older buick regal, while she got a jeep. it was the most perfect thing she'd ever seen.

back at home, she had a older chevy truck so this jeep was like a miracle.

"be careful, and meet up at the house." her dad spoke up.

"got it." freya replied.

naturally, she knew she was going to make a detour at the shaved ice truck.

—

she parked the car and hoped out. while she makes her way to the food truck she had to do a double take at a group of boys. they were triplets. that wasn't something you usually saw around here.

one, with short hair, the other with similar length but a middle part and the third with longer hair just barely above the shoulders.

the three notice her, she smiles and looks away in embarrassment.

"hi moi." she smiles at the worker.

"freya! when are you coming back?" he asks.

"how about next week?" freya replies.

"great!" moi replies.

"can i just get tigers blood and coconut but can you drizzle some of the condensed milk on top, and add a cherry?" freya smiles as she knows her request is unusual.

"for you, yes." moi says.

"you're an angel." she laughs.

—

freya makes her way to the house, driving with one hand while the other scoops her snow cone.

she pulls into the driveway and pops the trunk. she is still holding the shave ice in one hand and lugging a suitcase with one, trying to grab a second but failing and it falls to the ground and busts open.

"here let me help." someone says, she looks up and it's one of the triplet boys.

"okay what the fuck? are you following me or something?" freya asks.

"what?" the boy asked.

"first at my job and now at my house." she said.

"today is my first day here. me and my brothers just wanted shaved ice and our air bnb is right there." he said pointing to the house next door.

"oh great. stalkers right next door to me." freya sighed.

"i'm not a stalker, i'm chris." the boy said.

"and you being named chris doesn't make you a stalker? i could name some chris murderers . chris wilder.. chris w-"

"no, here give me your phone." chris said.