choaayas:
“Shut up and just keep moving.” She frowned while keeping her head down, the hood of her over-sized sweater covering her face, making it impossible for anyone to realize who she was. “It’s a good enough disguise so.” She grinned broadly while tilting her head back to glance up at him, her eyes forming into small crescents while tugging on the sleeve of his coat. “You told me to put on a disguise and suddenly, you’re making fun of me! Rude.” She huffed in a childish manner before pushing his shoulder childishly, frowning softly before picking up a seashell from the sand then tossed it to his shin.
Shaking his head, he continued to trudge along by her side at the beckoning of the tugging on his sleeve. Her comments earned a curiously quirked brow from him, “Is it, though? I mean, a disguise is a disguise, yeah, but its quality is questionable,” he chuckled, watching her carefully before she tossed the shell in his direction, his foot coming up off the ground and kicking sand behind himself as a result, a hearty laugh escaping him as he watches the shell fall to the sand lifelessly. “Was that your attempt at getting back at me?” he questioned, looking around where he stood before picking up a shell of similar size, eyeing her and motioning the shell as if he’s about to retaliate with a throw of his own, “My turn.”
