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<span class="mu-b">"Alex."</span>
Man, this pina colada freeze is good. Such a buzz that you can almost forget the fact that it runs nearly fifteen bucks.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"Alex!"</span></span>
You hate tourist traps, but you have to admit, you're not carrying around an alcoholic slushee maker on vacation, and this is pretty fantastic for a mass-produced drink.
<span class="mu-b">"Alex Woodsman."</span>
Maybe that's the alcohol talking, though: It's such a buzz that your girlfriend-of-nine-months-turned-fiancée has to poke you in the cheek three or four times before she gets your attention.
Meryl narrows her eyes at you and demands your attention more closely. <span class="mu-b">"Were you listening?"</span> <span class="mu-g">No.</span> She was on one of her ramblings. You love her, but when she explains certain things, she goes on an elaborate lecture that makes your eyes glaze over. Like that time she told you she's a mermaid or something and her family lives under the ocean and she has to mate with you in order to produce children that make her... subspecies... more human.
She's not lying, surprisingly enough. Meryl is genuinely some kind of Dagonian, a humanoid with amphibious features. It's kind of like the Innsmouth nature, but instead of twisted mutations, it seems closer to her having some kind of limited glamour over her supernatural but otherwise 'clean' features. Her dad is also apparently a wizard who killed monster hunters after her family. There's more to it than that, obviously, but how does she expect you to remember the details when she barely stops to breathe? You're smart, but you have to stop and take notes for stuff you've never heard before.
Plus, you know, the booze, which rocks, is making your mind a warm fuzzy. Complimented by the ice of the freeze. Ah. That's the stuff.
Meryl places her face in front of you, to make sure you're looking at her. <span class="mu-b">"Do you want me to repeat myself?"</span> <span class="mu-g">Absolutely not.</span> <span class="mu-b">"Well then, pay attention next time!"</span> And then she repeats herself, of course. <span class="mu-b">"Alex, I know I have a degree, and I'm willing to work, but I really, really want to serve as the primary home-maker. I... I don't trust anyone else but you with any children we might have."</span>
That's all? Why did she need to repeat that several times? <span class="mu-b">"Becaaaause you weren't listening,"</span> she pokes you again, this time in the side.
You're still at the waterpark, though you're sitting at the bar for now, to help recover from Meryl's panic at the heights of the rides. You ate pizza before on your way here, but Meryl is also eyeing the corndog stand. Man, this excursion is going to kill your wallet. Thank God Meryl's dad is paying for the hotel.
>"You mind if we wait for a better time to discuss heavy topics?"
>The tide pool ought to help her relax- it's like home to her, right?
>"You really know how to put food back, how do you stay fit?"
>Silence, reality. You still have half a glass of pina colada.
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Man, this pina colada freeze is good. Such a buzz that you can almost forget the fact that it runs nearly fifteen bucks.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"Alex!"</span></span>
You hate tourist traps, but you have to admit, you're not carrying around an alcoholic slushee maker on vacation, and this is pretty fantastic for a mass-produced drink.
<span class="mu-b">"Alex Woodsman."</span>
Maybe that's the alcohol talking, though: It's such a buzz that your girlfriend-of-nine-months-turned-fiancée has to poke you in the cheek three or four times before she gets your attention.
Meryl narrows her eyes at you and demands your attention more closely. <span class="mu-b">"Were you listening?"</span> <span class="mu-g">No.</span> She was on one of her ramblings. You love her, but when she explains certain things, she goes on an elaborate lecture that makes your eyes glaze over. Like that time she told you she's a mermaid or something and her family lives under the ocean and she has to mate with you in order to produce children that make her... subspecies... more human.
She's not lying, surprisingly enough. Meryl is genuinely some kind of Dagonian, a humanoid with amphibious features. It's kind of like the Innsmouth nature, but instead of twisted mutations, it seems closer to her having some kind of limited glamour over her supernatural but otherwise 'clean' features. Her dad is also apparently a wizard who killed monster hunters after her family. There's more to it than that, obviously, but how does she expect you to remember the details when she barely stops to breathe? You're smart, but you have to stop and take notes for stuff you've never heard before.
Plus, you know, the booze, which rocks, is making your mind a warm fuzzy. Complimented by the ice of the freeze. Ah. That's the stuff.
Meryl places her face in front of you, to make sure you're looking at her. <span class="mu-b">"Do you want me to repeat myself?"</span> <span class="mu-g">Absolutely not.</span> <span class="mu-b">"Well then, pay attention next time!"</span> And then she repeats herself, of course. <span class="mu-b">"Alex, I know I have a degree, and I'm willing to work, but I really, really want to serve as the primary home-maker. I... I don't trust anyone else but you with any children we might have."</span>
That's all? Why did she need to repeat that several times? <span class="mu-b">"Becaaaause you weren't listening,"</span> she pokes you again, this time in the side.
You're still at the waterpark, though you're sitting at the bar for now, to help recover from Meryl's panic at the heights of the rides. You ate pizza before on your way here, but Meryl is also eyeing the corndog stand. Man, this excursion is going to kill your wallet. Thank God Meryl's dad is paying for the hotel.
>"You mind if we wait for a better time to discuss heavy topics?"
>The tide pool ought to help her relax- it's like home to her, right?
>"You really know how to put food back, how do you stay fit?"
>Silence, reality. You still have half a glass of pina colada.
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