At the beach in Greece, and Iām stuck thinking about lonelyeyes on vacation.
Peter renting some small fishing boat because Elias insisted he take a break from the Tundra. (Elias wanted a yacht because he likes people staring but oh well, he had to compromise.)
Elias speaking fluently every language on earth and listening in on couples at the beach for gossip.
Beachside walks with the two.
Elias info dumping while collecting seashells and rocks.
Foldable-chair-&-beer-Peter vs sunbathing-on-towel-Elias.
Peter going further out into the open sea because thereās not as many people there and itās just him and the open.
Elias reluctantly coming along.
Diving. Pointing out fish underwater. Elias with goggles and Peter just raw-dogging it.
Elias whining about sand/salt in his eye.
Peter and Elias applying sunscreen just at the right times because Elias just Knows when theyāre risking a burn and not a tan.
Simon popping in to play cards.
Evening walks by the docks.
Restaurant dinners and picking off random tourists to feed to their fears.
Eventually going back to wherever theyāre staying and washing up. Peter fogging up the entire bathroom just because.
Elias using fifteen thousand types of conditioner, hair products, body scrubs, and yet still the scent of the sea, sunscreen and evening breeze wonāt leave himā¦
Lonelyeyes and tasting sea salt on each otherās lipsā¦
On another note, Elias would have a field day here. Thereās eyes EVERYWHERE.
I saw five today alone, and itās barely 9:55.