Lindsey Callaghan jogged through the soft sand as she moved along the beach. She had recently taken up running, her sword banging comfortingly against her left thigh. She wore black running trousers with black running trainers and orange Camp Half-blood tank top. She eventually came to a halt, her lungs aching, burning with effort as she struggled to fight for her breath. She took a long drink from her bottle of water. The water failed to cool her down, so she acted on impulse. She placed the cap back on her bottle, putting it down in the sand before jumping into the sea.
The salty water managed to cool her down somewhat, but it failed to deal with her growing frustration. The child of Nemesis missed her girlfriend. She had been out on a mission and things took longer than expected, so by the time Lindsey returned, her girlfriend had herself moved to deal with a mission, It frustrated her no end. It made her want to punch someone or smash something, She missed her, yet fate seemed dead set on keeping them both apart. She sighed as she sat in the sea, letting the waves crash into her, like a small stubborn red headed island.
The salty water managed to cool her down somewhat, but it failed to deal with her growing frustration. The child of Nemesis missed her girlfriend. She had been out on a mission and things took longer than expected, so by the time Lindsey returned, her girlfriend had herself moved to deal with a mission, It frustrated her no end. It made her want to punch someone or smash something, She missed her, yet fate seemed dead set on keeping them both apart. She sighed as she sat in the sea, letting the waves crash into her, like a small stubborn red headed island.