destiny found herself on the beach, burying her feet underneath the warm sand. it was a cold day, but destiny decided to wear shorts and a tank top.
she quickly regretted it.
destiny walked closer to the ocean, shivering along the way. she bent down and grabbed seashells that she saw. she walked along the beach a little more, the wind blowing furiously at her.
destiny was exhausted. the adolescents she tutored were restless and noisy. and on top of that, she still had homework waiting for her at home.
waves crashed onto the shore, wetting destiny's feet. the wind seemed angry, because it was blowing harder than ever. destiny couldn't keep her balance, and her poor vision sure didn't help her.
she dropped the seashells and fell forward, but before she fell face first in the sand, she bumped into a figure she couldn't make out.
"oh, i'm so sorry!" destiny apologized to the blurry figure in front of her.
//I know, I know. I really can't write starters. 😅
