whelp, that happened
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08-26-2022, 01:15 PM
They felt groggy. Opening their blue eyes, they found the world they had been forced into. Washed ashore after one too many underage drinking. In a new place, with no friendly face. They groan, covering a snout with one limb. The blinding light of the afternoon was too much to face. They lay there like that for a good ten minutes before something in the Mangrove moved. The being rose regretfully, water pouring from their frame. Making them seem small and insignificant. But weren't they anyway? Before they knew it, someone had egged them on to drink. It probably was a simple little crush on some random stranger. A boy, a girl... Who knew? All they knew is they wanted to impress them. Peer pressure in the end. Taking a drink, they liked it. They liked the burning sensation of the alcohol as it went down their throat. They did not like the dizziness. They had liked laughing and fooling around, perhaps straying a bit close to the water... In another place, another realm. And then, the waves took them. They did not know how long or how far, but they were lucky to be alive. They felt sick. Despite best efforts, they turned their head and heaved their stomach. Gross. Now... if someone was watching them, they would be quick to kick dirt over the contents. They turned back to the lush paradise before them. They were laying on one of the rivers' banks, feeling a bit better after yacking. Composing themselves naturally, they walked forward. There was a brief hesitation. Lost. They were lost, indeed, but they kept going. Moving into the dense foliage, they made their way. Seeking help, directions... Whatever. |
BEXLEY IS GENDERFLUID
they doesn't give a crap what you identify them as