Soggy Day

May 12th 2025

“The ‘greenhorns’ awoke to a world still glistening from the previous night’s storm, the leftover rain turning their little boating haven into a slightly soggy paradise. The girls, Brandy and Katniss, decided that aggressive relaxation was the only appropriate response to such dampness. They lounged around the Chasing Destiny, occasionally peering out at the water, which, indeed, had taken on that eerily smooth, glass-like appearance.

Brandy, a connoisseur of disaster movies (especially the ones with dramatic iceberg encounters), couldn’t help but eye the glassy surface with a healthy dose of suspicion. “Ominous, isn’t it?” she muttered to a mostly uninterested Katniss, who was deeply invested in licking her paw. “Glass-like water… we all know how that ended for the Titanic. Smell ice, can ya?” she added, dramatically sniffing the humid Florida air. Katniss twitched her nose, likely detecting only the faint aroma of damp canvas and perhaps a lingering hint of last night’s meal. Brandy, however, remained on high alert, convinced that any moment a rogue ice cube the size of a small car would appear on the horizon. The tranquil, glassy water, meant for serene reflection, was instead fueling her vivid (and slightly damp) imagination with visions of maritime mishaps.