sireninthefire replied to your post: ((Summer is coming….
((*boop* Welcome back :3
((Thank youuu! ^.^ ))
((Summer is coming….
But I can’t fully comeback yet. But I might be popping up here and there….Like now….
))
“Three more people are following me???”
“Ah ha!” Flounder shouted. He looked around and got closer to Marcus. “See?! You sing, I make music, beautiful friendship here! Now tell me, what is a coffee shop?”
Marcus jumped at the shout, instinctively taking a step back when the blond got closer. “Uh…” Oh, right. Fish. Fish don’t drink coffee. “A p-place where you can b-buy hot drinks?”
“Hot drinks! Drinks that burn!! …Oh sorry…Did I scare you?” Flounder asked taking a step back. He scratched his head. “So what songs do you sing?” he whispered.
{Title goes here} (Guardianofforgottendreams)
The brightly colored fish swam closer to the yellow sand of the shore, simultaneously drawing Sarea forward out of curiosity. It was rather odd for a fish to act as such. Right?
“Excuse me, do you happen to know where I am? I’m a bit lost you see….”
Had the fish just spoken? It must have for there was not another being in sight. “I…I am not sure myself,” she replied hesitantly. She knelt, allowing the waves to caress her legs. “Do…do fish normally…talk?”
Flounder glanced around quickly. Seeing it was only them two, he slowly nodded his head.
“See, where I come from, fish talk all the time. We even play music…” he started but stopped before he went to ahead of himself about his home.
“You are lost too? Ah, jellyfish. I guess I’ll have to make the most of this….” he sighed. Thinking of what to do, he ran out of ideas. He swam in a small circle. “Miss, can I ask you for your name?”
(Source: acowardfish)
“Three more people are following me???”
“No, I’m p-pretty sure I do…” Marcus sighed softly before trying to think of what to say. “Um, I’m nineteen, I-I’m a s-singer, and I w-work in a coffee shop?” he tried, unsure of whether or not that was sufficient.
“Ah ha!” Flounder shouted. He looked around and got closer to Marcus. “See?! You sing, I make music, beautiful friendship here! Now tell me, what is a coffee shop?”
(Source: acowardfish)
“Three more people are following me???”
“I… shouldn’t be a-able to believe you…” Marcus muttered, ending it with a soft sigh. What had his life become, where he could believe someone was a fish?
“It’s okay, you don’t have to believe me. People usually don’t,” he shrugged. “Now that I told you about me, you gotta tell me a little about you!”
(Source: acowardfish)
Wanting to draw my ocs
Knowing nobody cares about my ocs
(Source: byakuyatamago)
