–––  fingers hooked around the back of his shoes, he let his feet feel the ground, walking along the sand, occasionally KICKING the water out of his way as the grains filled the spaces between his toes. it wasn’t long before he found a spot to just sit and watching the waves rise and fall against the dried sand, the tide only growing with each wave. seconds of waves turned to minutes and maybe a full hour. greyson always seemed to lose track of time whenever water was around. yet, there was just something itching at him, seeing a female only meters away from him. “ h-hey ? ” no response. “ hey, you’re starting to BURN. ” moving to his hands and knees, he crawled over to her, shading her body with his own. “ hello ?! ” he called, waving his hands in front of her, as if it were to wake her.