"It's not bad at all once you get used to it," Glory said. "I've gotten into the habit of leaving a towel out by the rocks. But yeah, that's how I spent my last couple weeks, and how I got trapped in an aquarium for a while."

"Sounds exciting. Still wouldn't want to do it, though." Selena looked a little frightened by the idea. She picked up her phone, suddenly, and began to text. "He'll be here in like, a minute."

Glory shrugged.

"It's a choice," she said. "I will admit, though, it's easier to keep track of my pet shark this way."

"Don't even get me started on that..." Selena hated sharks. She'd almost been bitten by one when she was little. "I don't like sharks."

"He's so sweet, though," Glory protested. "You remember the little one from Hawaii, right? Okay, granted he's like ten feet long now, but still, he's really very sweet."

"Not to me," Selena replied, apologetically. She suddenly frowned. "I bet he's stuck in traffic. At least, I hope he is. Otherwise, I'm going to be upset, since he's really late."

"I'd say give it a few more minutes, though this time of day there's not really much traffic around here," Glory said. "I should head out soon, though... Things I still need to do."

"If you want to go now, you can. I can always send you a picture later," Selena offered, kindly. "It's up to you. I don't want to keep you if you're busy."

"It's just that I have way too much to do, and not enough hours to do it in," Glory replied. "And not enough caffiene to keep me going through the hours I do have." She fished around in her bag for her keys. "But I probably should go. Visitor in the tank, creepy psychic in my back yard, too much make-up work to finish... I really hope life quiets down soon."

"You can go, then," Selena assured her, gently. "You have stuff to do. I'll send you a photo later, so give me your opinion then! I sure need it!"

"Alright," Glory agreed. "And next time I want proper details, darn you. The kind of details that make men cringe." Grinning, she waved good-bye and got into her car to head home.

"Sure thing! Bye!" Selena called, waving, as Glory headed off. She would send her details and a picture later.

It didn't take Glory all that long to get home, and she was glad when she did. She was tired, and still had a lot of stuff to get done. The beach looked quiet at a glance, but that just meant that everyone saw the car pulling up and hid. She knew the drill by now.

After a while, Lleu reluctantly came out from in the rocks, back to a small indent in the sand that he had been napping in. No one else was in sight at the moment.

Once Glory had tossed her bag into her room, she went over to the tank.

"How are you feeling?" she asked. She could tell the water needed to be refreshed again, anyways, but she figured she should still ask.

Morty was sprawled out in the tank, looking content. "Better," he replied, semi-cheerfully. "It hurts, but not so much anymore. I just want to rest until I'm sure I'll be better."

"Alright," Glory replied. "Then I'll refresh the tank and leave you be. Sound alright?"

"Sure thing." Morty shifted, laying so that the draining water wouldn't affect him in any way. He was looking happy for once. Surely his pain had dwindled to nearly nothing by now...

Glory went about draining and refilling the tank as she had the day before, and it didn't take long. Once that was done, she made her way out to the beach to see if anything was going on out there.

Lleu was the only one on the beach, still, but he was awake, now, and surveying the area with his seemingly unseeing eyes very closely. Listening, as well. So, naturally, he heard her when she wandered out onto the beach and breached the surface, curiously.

He stood out. Very plainly, due to his albinism. Someone could see him in the water from quite a distance away.

"I take it it's been quiet all day?" Glory asked when she saw him.

"Yes. I've tried to stay under the rocks, since I stick out...I don't want to draw attention to the beach," Lleu murmured, rolling over onto his back to float. "He is still asleep," he informed her, before she could ask. "Check back in an hour or two. He should be awake, by then...or, at the very least, you can come and find him, and see if he's already woken and is too ill to move."

"I'll get some homework done in the meantime, then," Glory said. "I'll be so glad once I'm not so busy with school and such... Too much stress for nowhere near enough reward."

"I am not fond of schools, especially public schools," Lleu quietly agreed, stretching his arms out.

"Yeah, well, it's not something I can really avoid," Glory replied. She didn't want to think about the paper she had to write, and the packet of math homework she still had to do.