#benjamin | interactions

As much as Benjamin wanted to avoid the ocean, it was impossible. For one, he moved to an island where the water surrounded him on all sides. Plus, being Poseidon’s son it was a place he was naturally drawn to. Lately, Benji spent most of his time inside his home, playing the piano as he learned song after song. Teaching himself piano had been a rewarding experience, classical music playing an essential part of keeping him sane over the years. Even before the accident he had an affinity for the music, often calming him as he trained. Those days were behind him now and Benji was just strictly using classical music as a way to pass the time and heal his broken mind over everything. The other best way to calm himself was to be near the water, even if he couldn’t walk into it. As he slowly approached the beach, he noticed a man sitting on a bench near the pavement, facing towards the ocean. “Uh, hey. Mind if I sit?” He greeted the man, gesturing to the seat next to him. He wouldn’t bother him other than that, just needing to avoiding taking his cane on the sand as much as possible. it wasn’t the easiest thing to do just yet.

There were few people on the island not related to him that Benji truly enjoyed speaking to. It wasn’t that he was antisocial per say, it was that he had so much going on in his life he didn’t have much time to get to know people. One of the few people he had taken the time to get to know was Kai. They had first met when Benji had stumbled into the library, looking for a mystery novel to read while waiting in the lobby for his therapy appointments --- both physical and mental therapy. That’s what brought him to the massive shelves that loomed over him with different possibilities. He needed something new to read, having gone through the last two books he had checked out. Kai moved by him and Benji caught it from the corner of his eye, quickly turning on his heel and following after his friend as fast as the cane could help him. “Hey! Do you need any help with organizing? I’ll work in exchange for more recommendations.”

“I’ve been thinking of adopting a pet. Maybe not a dog, too much work for me. Maybe a cat or something. I don’t have to walk it and it might eat me one day for fun but they’re cute,” Benji didn’t know why he was rambling at his little sister but here he was. It had been a while since he got to spend some time with Harley. He had been in to see Bernie at the ice cream shop occasionally and he was not ready to meet the chaos that was Finn Thompson, so Harley was getting his full attention at the moment. “Are you even listening to me?” He was getting ready to throw a wrapper at her if she didn’t zone back into the conversation sooner rather than later. “Do you want to help me pick out a cat?”