A Young Guest. (RP for little_troven )

Phoenix wanders along the beach, close to the waves. He's barefoot and the water feels good as it washes over his feet. He's found a couple of shellfish on the rocks, and is waiting for little Alec to turn up.

The beach is of white sand, a thin strip from sea to the palm trees among which lie his beach house.  It's a gloriously hot day, and there's even ice cream in the kitchen for later.  Phoenix is lost in the way the water moves the sand around his feet. He loves this habitat as much as he loves people to see it.

Stolen from touchme_n_die

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