The Resort (Double Meowstic TF/TG)
A small, sleek white ferry drifted slowly across the calm waters of the sea, the mainland seen far in the distance behind them, touching the horizon with a tint of blended green. Upon the small ship, the section open to the air sheltered by a black, plastic ceiling were two passengers. A young man, on one side of the ship, leaning on the metal rail, looking out to the deep blue sea and a young lady, seated in a chair on the opposite side of the ship, a game console in her hand as she peered through her glasses, pressing buttons with a detached, emotionless expression upon her face.
The man’s short brown hair ruffled in the sea breeze, watching the water crash and foam upon itself, breathing slowly before his eyes glanced over to the lady in the chair, his shoulders sagging ever so slightly as he shook his head, rubbing the light layer of stubble on his chin before slowly stepping over. He was an average guy, taller than some with a lean build. His shoulders were broad but his arm